Monday and Tuesday night I worked myself into a tizzy about the beginning of classes and my schedule and the Thorn and how little time I would have with WO and friends and to breathe and blah and blah and blah…
And then WO pimp-smacked me in the face and said, “Shut up, woman! It won’t be that bad.”
Okay, he didn’t smack me, but he probably wanted to.
My schedule is here. It’s not that bad. I’ve already had Organic, and the professor is a coffee-powered maniac. Good fun.
I’m putting in 14-ish hours a week at the Laptop Shop, and the awesome thing is that the pay rate is merely a quarter ($0.25) below the pay rate at the Homework Hotline (as opposed to the $2.25 difference between my previous job and the Homework Hotline). This means that if I need to, it’s no problem (fiscally) to drop hours of work when my workload picks up and the shop’s workload drops.
That’s an unbelievable relief.