doing the river dance

Oddly, it seems that now that I have a break from school I have less to say than when all I had to say was that I was studying for an exam. I did finally get my final grades: A in Health Assessment; A in Community Nursing; C+ in Pathophysiology ... what a freakin' GPA-buster. Oh, I also FINALLY got my summer school tuition reimbursement check. I picked it up last Wednesday and went to the bank with it, only to discover at 4:15 that the bank closes at 4. Apparently Corporate America was determined that I not have this money. On Thursday, I had to make a special trip all the way back into town just to put the damn check in the bank.

I've been spending time at the river with E and the dogs. I actually have tan lines for the first time in YEARS! And yes, I do use sun block.
One day last week I went to E's and we baked muffins using fresh blueberries she picked that morning. My contribution to this project was supplying the muffin tin and putting some batter into the muffin tin. E did the rest. She's very good at that sort of thing. I am not.
That same evening about 12 of us from the nursing program got together and played volleyball ... for 2.5 hours. I went from playing volleyball straight into boxing class. The next day I was able to identify every single muscle in my body and what each one actually did based on the level of pain associated with movement. Also, I had some crazy bruises on my arms - huge, purple, swollen bruises.

Tomorrow my plan is to turn in my paper work to the scholarship folks. Perhaps if they get started on it now, I'll have my fall tuition money by Christmas. In addition to giving them a copy of my fall semester bill and my class schedule, I have to turn over my report card. They are very curious about what kind of grades their scholarship recipients are getting. I hope to offer up something more impressive with my upcoming fall semester report card.
Also on the agenda for tomorrow is buying books for my fall classes. I do not want to do this. I want to continue on with my blissful denial of school ever starting again.
I also have to go by the financial aid office and see if they can help me track down some financial aid money. I applied back in February for this coming school year, but haven't really heard anything back about whether or not I will be getting money this time 'round.
And, since I will be in town, I may pop by the uniform store and get my scrubs. Because this semester? I actually get to go into the hospital and do stuff. With real patients. Scary.