The first of many lasts.

I just registered for my very last ever semester of collegiate undergraduate study! 

*Cue fanfare of some sort. Because this is huge!*

Registration opened at 8 a.m. EST, and by 8:03 a.m. I was done! I had written down everything I needed so I could find my classes very quickly, because my two English classes only had one section each and only 25 available spots in each section. 

So this is what will pretty much be consuming my life for the 14 weeks from January 7-April 12:

I will most likely be dropping the religion class, since I shouldn't need it. But before I do, I'm going to make quadruply sure I won't need it to graduate. And while I'm sure it's an awesome class, and I'm a bit disappointed I won't be taking it, that 450 class will be more than enough to keep me busy.

More than enough.

And I'm so thankful that I didn't have any internet problems this morning. As John was leaving for work, he mentioned that he got a call at his office from our internet provider that they were going to be doing some work in our area this week and that the internet might be down from time to time.

Oh.

That would be so not good.

But registration went extremely smoothly.

Tender Mercy for a Monday. Already. 

Now back to this semester's work.  I have a date with Samuel Coleridge in a while after I finish writing a blog post about the prophet Jeremiah, which will be followed by a blog post about peak oil and what I think about that. I'm not sure what I think about that yet.

We shall see.