After all the crap we put up with in college, it's sometimes hard to accept that our schedule is still just as tight when it comes to Waynes time.
Yes, now when Wayne is off work, he's not doing paperwork or studying like he had to in nursing school. There are no nights at home spent up late because he has an assignment he wasn't able to do until that night, but is all the same due the next day. The white scrubs of clinical rotations have been replaced with navy blue ones that signify payday rather than 'I'm paying for this?!'
BUT...some things have changed. Holidays are now work days and mean we generally stay in town, birthdays may be spent alone if the schedule falls that way, and three to four nights in a row I'm often alone all night. Alone while most people with a husband or wife are getting to enjoy dinner together, discuss the days activities...
And then the letter comes in the mail...Wayne has been accepted into grad school! How one letter can bring so much happiness and pride and yet so much sadness is beyond me. Three years of classes year round. Not a lot of classes at a time, but still added to Waynes current work schedule. AKA...more nights without him.
Oh well, guess I'm going to have to suck it up, enjoy the summer with Wayne as much as I can and just look to the future beyond grad school...
...9-5 Monday-Friday job for us both! :)
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