Still there's this one thing...

We are a day in to the semester and already I feel a bit... down. I do not think it's the classes themselves, but rather the idea that come this Monday Clark may be leaving for MOS. I say "may be" because apparently someone didn't finish some paperwork. He has to call tomorrow to clarify that he is, in fact, going. If he isn't... then keep us in your prayers. We shall need them desperately.

It is amazing to me how quickly one must fall back in to a routine. Yesterday I got up at 6:30, did homework, got ready for school, and was driven to campus. Typically I drive, park, and take the bus-- but still. We went grocery shopping, got the necessities from Walmart, cooked dinner, watched a movie, and went to bed. How boring are we? Well, I suppose that since we're stuck between being "real college kids" and "a real married couple," we are going to be that way until we can step in to the realm of the adults and have a house, have a job, and start working on our life post college.

Getting married in college, or rather at the beginning of college, I've realized, is difficult. No, I haven't just come upon this conclusion, but I suppose it's necessary to put it out there for others who are thinking about it. If you have no money, to true finances, and are forced to go to classes everyday to finish your education instead of focusing everything on "being married," it tends to not only confuse you, but add a lot of stress that others might say is not a necessity at that point in your life. However, I wouldn't change my life for anything. I wouldn't go back on my decision. I would do it all over again if I had the chance, even if I knew it was going to be this difficult.

We ran in to a friend from high school at the grocery store. It was so strange to see him, since we hadn't seen him since we got married. We caught up and shared stories about spring break and this and that, and Clark concluded with, "Man, growing up sucks." We all had to agree. While the words weren't the most philosophical or idealistic way to put it, it really struck a chord in the moment. Here we all were talking about graduating from college, moving on in to the "real world," talking about goals and timelines... and we all had to pause and realize what we were doing. In high school we were just getting to graduation, but now... graduation is a lot scarier.

I've concluded that either I could go to school forever. I think that's how most people feel as graduation nears. However, since Clark has the job thing down... I guess I'm lucky. I'm able to lean on him for a little bit longer while I decided what I want to do... if I want to do anything besides write. I guess we shall see what the future holds.

Until next time.

We've all got out junk, and my junk is you.