Tonight, I laid out a freshly ironed blouse and slacks, along with the necessary accessories. Then I made myself a sandwich, washed myself some grapes, and tossed them in a paper bag with a granola bar. I packed a book, my calendar, a notebook, and my purse, and they're waiting on the futon. It's like the first day of school, except I haven't gotten this prepared for the first day of school in at least ten years, maybe fifteen. I feel like I should stand in front of the door of Hibbard tomorrow morning so my mother can take my picture.
Yes, tomorrow I start CPE. I'm a little nervous, a little resentful, and a little hopeful all at the same time. It should be an interesting first day - and hopefully an interesting and beneficial summer as well.