It’s been raining for days, snow is melting, and according to the National Weather Advisory and my friend Jessica, my neighborhood is apparently flooding. My boss already warned me to get home before I’m unable to do so, but I really hate to waste my newly allotted vacation time to sit home and watch the water lapping in my driveway. If only I could find a place to store my kayak at times like these so that I could paddle home, I wouldn’t have to worry about it. I’m going to try to stick it out until lunchtime before I wade home. Yesterday I went to my dear old alma mater to take care of some law school application business. It was odd being back. There are things I really miss about my time there, and some things I am too embarrassed to even think about. I saw my old boss Tony, one of the nicest people I’ve ever had the pleasure to meet, and solicited a recommendation from him. I was sort of nervous about seeing him, but he put me at ease immediately. I stopped to request transcripts before going home to finish filling out my application and putting the finishing touches on my resume and personal statement. I can’t believe I’m actually going through with this. I spoke with the Dean of Law Admissions today to discuss my issues regarding whether I should pursue admission full-time or part-time as the decision really hinges on how much, if any, scholarship money they feel like giving me (it’s a very generous school, really…I actually wonder how many free degrees they would give me…I’ve already got one). She told me that unofficially, based on my test score, gpa, and work experience, that I’m a very good candidate for scholarship money and that I should apply for full-time enrollment since they have more money to give scholarships to full-time students. So not only am I planning on going to school again, but I’m also planning on quitting my job. Scary. I’m trying not to panic at the thought. Last night I was a bit overcome with exhaustion, so I spent most of the evening dragging myself from couch to bed to couch watching television and/or playing video games. I decided to pick up The Village for my viewing pleasure, and after all of the negative reviews I’ve read of the film, was surprised that I enjoyed it so much. I managed to get through the scary bits without too much turmoil (I haven’t watched a scary movie in that house in over two years…I don’t do well watching scary stuff and then being alone in that house all night). Tonight I fully expect to be trapped at home due to flooding, whining and wondering why the hell this never happens when I actually have food in the house. Oh! It’s stopped raining. Perhaps my luck is turning.