We’d both been looking forward to this pretty much since it started. I know as it got closer she was a little more stressed than usual. This was kind of her thing–what she’d set herself up to do, and not much was going to change her mind. Something you could be proud of, especially when you considered it had a lot of areas that prior to this course she considered weaknesses. I suppose, in a way, it kind of is our Christmas morning. After tonight, she’ll have her free time back. At least until she takes the board exam and starts working. Which means, for the next couple weeks, we’ll have our free time back. Yeah, I guess it kind of is like Christmas morning after all. And if you look at it like that, the fact it’s snowing yet again outside doesn’t piss me off quite as much as it probably should. I’ll take it.
It’s kind of like Christmas morning.
I guess it’s made that much more appropriate by the weather we’re having outside right now. Since late-ish last night, I’ve been more and more looking forward to events scheduled to take place tonight. Roughly 12 hours from now, Jessica will have graduated from a year and a half of massage therapy training, and be just that much closer to being a therapist licensed for work in New York state. Which, conveniently enough, will put her just that much closer to being ready to get herself licenced for work in Ontario. I could tell, even if she wasn’t exactly awake enough when she got home last night to show it, that she was very much excited–and, though she’d never admit it, probably a little nervous–about tonight. The sad part of it is, I think I might be more excited than she is. I hung around in bed last night while she slept, not actually managing to get that far myself. About 2 and a half hours later, I got up and killed an hour or so on Twitter–hey, random socialization with all manner of strange people has its benefits, okay? When I finally did catch some sleep, it was all too brief–really, only about 2.5 to 3 hours, but it felt like less. And when I got up, you could have told me it was Christmas morning and I’d of believed it.
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