So, I'm here. Alive. Barely. I can't wait for December 15th at 11:31 am, when my last exam will be over. This first semester of PT law school has been the most difficult thing I've ever done, I think. I was prepared for hard, but the semester is about 4 weeks too long.

The most difficult thing for me has been actually DOING what I said I would do, which was to NOT get worked up about grades, and get out of it what I needed to. I firmly believe that law school could be taught SO differently and still teach law and analytical thinking. The stress is unnecessary, but almost omni-present. I've wondered what I am doing when I haven't seen much of my children for weeks on end. I miss them so much.

I have to try to remember why I'm doing this, and that my personal development is worth the effort and sacrifice. I think I may have a better feel for all of it after this first semester is done.

I get 3 weekends off between the last exam and the beginning of 'spring' semester - I'm glad I get at least that, although it doesn't seem very long.

On top of this, work has gotten much less stable and predictable. I wish I could share some of my drama from the past several months, but I just don't have time to write it all out. It is a source of constant, low grade anxiety. I had planned to save all my PTO for a spring trip to Haiti, and the annual trek to AZ, but I may need to just take some time off here soon because I can tell I'm at the end of my reserves.

I know this is kind of depressing - I could use your thoughts and prayers to get me through the next month.