All I can say is I'm glad my husband went to college....and that we're from a different generation anyway.
In other news...it's snowing here. Big fat, fluffy, wet flakes that will hopefully melt off of the road before I have to go to work for a class tomorrow.
Speaking of work, last week I made the transition to the ICU, working nights. I'm not thrilled about nights at all. I thought since I sleep so badly anyway that it wouldn't be so hard, but boy, I was wrong! The first 2 nights I felt like a zombie at about 2 am. And I forgot how quiet nights are! I'm going to have to remember to bring a good book again because I might actually have time to read at work!
Then I got sick. Really sick. Like, spend all day in bed dozing and watching bad tv sick. I'm going to blame it on working nights. Viva la ICU!
Remember, it's just a ride.