Make it good

School is in session and life has become a gigantic foreign object that has planted itself in the middle of my living room screaming "Deal with me- and make it good this time, Sarah."

I sit here and realize there are two possible outcomes to the insane changes taking place: total and complete success or disastrous failure. Dramatic, huh? I choose to look at it this way because I see no middle ground on this one. No, I'm not old and there are only a few grays that pop up here and there, but I have an idea of where I want to go and when exactly I want (/hope) it to happen. Marriage happened. Kids will happen. Once the latter is put into motion I go from "Sae" to "Mommy"... and god only knows I'm nowhere near ready for that.

So much needs to be accomplished and it feels overwhelming and exciting at the same time. There is a complete refusal on my part to blow this opportunity, because I know for certain that someday I would look back at this moment and totally regret not taking advantage.

So there it is. Wish me some luck.