Felipe starts his PhD on Tuesday and I am seriously stressing about my schedule changing. For 4.5 years I have had the same work schedule (and so has Felipe). I love not having to rush home in order to feed and let out the dogs. But, with Fil starting his classes Tuesday, I will be the one responsible for getting home by 4:30 to let the dogs out and feed them. This also means that I am going to have to bring work home, which is something I don't do often. I usually stay late at work and get work finished up so when I get home it is my time.
But alas, my schedule is changing and so is Fil's. I know as soon as we get going with things it will be okay, but the anticipation is KILLING me. On a happier note, the dogs will be super psyched that I am coming home early to hang out with them and I will be able to get my work-outs in earlier in the evening rather than running when I get home at 6. I am usually starving and can't run on a full stomach, so I have to tough it out and run hungry.
It will be okay. ::she says trying to convince herself::
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