Today I emailed an application and a check to the local university. I’m going to try to go back to school. I read and watch a ridiculous amount of British history stuff – I figure I may as well put all this knowledge to use somewhere besides Tuesday night trivia.
Since I started looking into this process, I have felt insanely happy. Like, singing along loudly in the car, grinning for no good reason happy. I absolutely love history. LOVE it. I don’t even know what I’ll do with a history degree, but if I can spend some time every week immersed in learning it, I will be a happy camper.
Major Bedhead 