There was also a flag ceremony, which she said was also amazing. I still remember what I was doing on September 11, 2001. I will never forget that day or those who have fought so hard and given so much to keep us safe. You can see more pictures here.
So.
Crazy Semester #1 started yesterday. I printed out some stuff to work on on the airplane because I would've seriously gone crazy doing nothing, knowing that I had quite a bit to do this week. (More about the dropping-kids-off-at-BYUI trip in a later post). When I got to the airport in SLC I pulled up my BYUI email and what did I find? First, an email from the teacher of the scary English classes I was really hoping to drop. I started reading it and I could feel my stress level rising. A lot. As I was reading the email I glanced to the side of the screen in my inbox and saw that two emails down was an email from registration. I tried not to get prematurely excited. I clicked on it and was told I could add the Health Science class I was on the wait list for for two different sections (wanted to increase my odds!).
Woohoo!!!
My stress level dropped considerably pretty much instantly. If I wouldn't have been at the airport I probably would've screamed or danced or maybe even both. I hurried and added the class (you only have 24 hours to add once you receive the email) and hurried and dropped the scary English class. I was so excited!
Until the gate agent made me check my carry on. Which cost me $25. Which made me a bit angry, because they were letting many other people on the plane with bags deeper and larger than mine. I told the gate agent that the bag of the guy in front of me in line was as deep as mine was, and she said, "But his isn't expanded." What?! I told her that I had already flown from Atlanta to SLC with the same carry on bag and it fit just fine in the overhead bin. She said I'd have to check it. No. Not happy at all. I think if they're going to make a few passengers check their bags, they should make every single passenger with bags like mine (or larger) check their bags. (I just remembered I was going to email them and tell them of my frustrations...)
Anyways.
I got quite a bit done on the plane and got home at 10 p.m. last night. It was so good to be home!
Today I've been doing laundry (we have quite a bit less laundry with only three of us at home), schoolwork (introductory stuff), gathering stuff that my BYUI kids forgot to take to BYUI so I can send them a package this week, and just trying to get back into a back-to-school routine. I'm trying to get all the introductory stuff done so I can get a head start on next week's work. I'm taking Brit Lit, and evidently it's pretty intense, which has been stated very clearly in the several emails and course introduction things I've had to read and take a quiz on today. But even though it's intense, and there's a semester project involved, I think it will be a good class and I'll learn a lot.
And I'm almost done. As in I'll be graduating 7 (!!!) months from tomorrow. That makes everything seem better.
It doesn't really seem like Parker's gone yet because he worked all day during the summer. I'm sure that will change tonight when he normally would be home. Things just feel a little bit weird. He seems to be adjusting just fine and he has good roommates. And a sister and brother and sister-in-law and aunt and uncle who will keep an eye on him. Which makes his mom feel better.
I cannot believe how quickly kids grow up.
Really. I can't.
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