Day camp and dog days
Posted on August 1st, 2012
Pea is at day camp at the local science museum, and I’m typing away at the cafeteria. It’s been incredible to have actual uninterrupted work time (at least, time not interrupted with “Hey, Mom!” every two minutes).
I’m almost finished with the draft of the AAL Guide to Law School, which has me revisiting my days in law school.
Right after I graduated I thought no one could pay me enough to do that again. But since, I’d forgotten how dark those days were, how crazy and overworked and exhausted I would get. And there’s never a chance to savor being “done,” because you jump right into bar review, and then your entire focus is on passing the bar.
Sometimes I think about getting a second bachelor’s degree, or going and getting the doctorate in history that I’d originally wanted to get. I think back to law school and shake my head. No. I think law school cured me of my desire to get another degree. I’ll be happy with a B.A. and a J.D. — that’s enough initials for me, thanks.
The only other school that’s on my mind is Pea’s — we’re still in a holding pattern for the charter school I want her to attend. I’ve reconciled myself to the idea that I may be doing kindergarten on my own until a space opens up — or we move. I’m not thrilled at the prospect, but it is what it is.