Yesterday afternoon, we found out that Greg had been accepted into a local college! After being out of school for the past nine years, he has decided to go back and finish his education. I could not be more proud of my husband.
Right now, we are in the throes of coordinating all of the necessary forms, meetings with his advisor, enrollment, exemptions for housing, etc. It is all so nerve-wracking but so exciting at the same time. As of right now, his plans are to take one class at a time in order to ease back into things as well as allow him the time he will need to complete several work-related commitments that are already in place.
I know that it makes me sound like a huge dork, but I am excited for myself as well. I love being in school ::points to self–nerd!:: but I cannot help myself. I love deadlines, writing papers, completing projects and the feelings of accomplishment that go along with everything that is “school”. I will be living vicariously through him and am anxious to “help” him with his homework and will be biting my nails while waiting for each grade to come back.
I know the sacrifices that we are going to have to make but it will be worth it. At the end of all of this, when my husband graduates from college, I will be there; clapping the loudest.