Tonight marks the beginning of a new era. I'm officially becoming a woman.
Just kidding, I'm starting a class to get my real estate license.
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Part of me is excited because academia was literally the only thing I was good at in school. Sports, not so much. I love taking notes, taking tests, kicking ass and taking names.
The other part of me is clinically depressed because the class is every Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday from 6pm-9:45pm for just over a month and a half. That's a lot of weeknights spent in a classroom. Which translates to a lot of nights I will not be spending on my couch with a glass of red wine.
While I'm not sure if my brain is even still capable of classroom education, there is one thing I'm sure of. That during this period my husband is either going to live off of a steady diet of frozen pizza, or that he will starve to death.
I'll be the first to admit that I've spoiled him a little by making all of his meals for the week, but I do it because I like to. Now, with what is going to essentially be a total loss of free time, I'll be damned if I'm going to spend my precious 15 free minutes on the weekdays making turkey sandwiches or serving up a nice chicken picata.
So we will have to see how this plays out. The three possibilities I see are that he either A) Survives off of Pizza and Hardee's, B) He re-learns how to cook even the simpliest of cuisine, or C) He loses 20 pounds in a month and a half because he either forgets to eat or refuses to go to the grocery store.
I, on the other hand, who has never forgotten to eat a meal in her whole life, am very curious if I'm going to manage to eat dinner during this time. It looks like unless I choose the early bird special or go straight-Euro and eat at midnight, I'm going to be knawing on some mid-evening almonds for the rest of 2012 and calling it din din.
I've got my notepad ready, a cool pen, and a fresh pack of highlighters. (NERD ALERT!) Real Estate Class, here I come!
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