I have my homiletics (preaching) class tomorrow at freakin' 7:30 in the morning. If I go to bed right now and get up in a decent time to take a shower so I'm not stanky for class, then that would give me about 6.5 hours of sleep. But I can't sleep. Because not only is my preaching class tomorrow, but tomorrow is THE day. The day I find out where the heck I'll be living for the next year of my life.
Perhaps I need some explanation here. I am a 3rd year middler at seminary. Lutheran seminary is a normally four year process, you start out your first year as a junior, your second year is a middler, your third year you are on internship and your fourth year you come back and are a senior. I, however, have spent three years here before my internship, making me a third year middler or a "muddler." Now you don't get an internship at seminary like you do for normal jobs, where you have a lot of power and control in figuring out where you will be going. Here at seminary (I guess I should qualify that statement and say the seminary I go to, and as far as I know all of the other ELCA seminaries, as well) a committee decides where you are going. They read your application, read the applications from the different internship sites, and then try to match you up with a supervisor and site where they think you will fit the best. I'm not sure how much I agree with that process, but oh well. Not a whole lot I can do about it right now. It's tomorrow. If I had a problem with it I should have said something about it before now. By tomorrow I mean Wednesday, not tomorrow as in when I wake up after going to sleep tonight, because that would only be Tuesday.
So basically this Wednesday I find out where I am being put for the next year of my life. I could end up in Arkansas or Texas or Wyoming or Wisconsin or Pennsylvania or California or Oregon or Nebraska or Kansas or North Dakota or Illinois or Michigan or any number of places. I have no idea. It's almost surreal. A committee of professors and students have probably already figured out and made the decision for me. I am at their mercy. Holy freakin' crap. So just think, when my internship starts in 5 months (holy cow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) my posts should get more interesting. Probably a heckuva lot more interesting than driving for donuts or eating at buffets. But since no one probably reads this anyway, I'll just entertain myself. But now I think I'm going to go to bed. I probably won't fall asleep. I'll just lay there and freak out about internship. But at least if I do fall asleep I'll be in bed and not sitting in my desk chair. Then my neck won't hurt tomorrow. Night y'all (I'm preparing for Texas or Arkansas with that one.)