School starts back up again tomorrow. I had a whole month off school there (classes at least, there were still exams), but I sure as heck don’t feel like I had any time off. Work and holidays kept me busier than I would have been by choice. Admittedly, there were a handful of days in December where I got to relax and not worry about work or school or some familial obligation, about six such days, but I had plans for all the things I wanted to get done over December (a new Hover Head story, for example) and I have definitely not had time for that.
My plan has all along been to take Summer classes, but now that I’m looking ahead to another four months of no days off, I don’t think I can do that. If I had weekends off (even just one day a week, really), I could do it, but it is tiring having seven days in a row of things to do every week. I will not take classes this Summer, instead I will make time for things like friends and writing. Try to take some time for the things I just can’t fit into six non-consecutive December days.
But that’s still a lot of weeks away.
EDITED TO ADD: It occurs to me that part of the reason I found the last semester of school more tiring is because I had classes I wasn’t enjoying. I’ve got three new classes starting this week and, who knows, maybe I’ll find myself more engaged and thus more energetic time time around.