Ducks

So, I have all my "ducks in a row" (what the hell does that mean!?) for laws school this fall. In many ways, I can't believe that this particular journey is over: I'm in, I found my perfect school, I will be taking exams this Christmas and then it's ON. The whole experience has been a lesson in baby steps. While an undergrad, I would prompt myself to work with this idea, "This paper is another step towards law school", or "This exam is another step closer to law school." The trouble is, I only got a far as law school in my mind's eye. Not beyond. So, it's now a bit scary to think that it is just around the corner and I need to start preparing for what happens AFTER law school.
Ideally, I would like to do work similar to my old roommie, K, who works for the government and sets up international conferences all over the globe. As current affairs/politics are my hobby and passion, I think it would be a good fit. But then I think of all the time I would spend away from my husband, the Love of My Life (dreamy sigh) and suddenly it sounds less than appealing.
Whatever the future holds, I think I've learned the valuable lesson of plodding along day by day, doing the MOST for your dreams faithfully while you wait for the Next Thing to be revealed.
On another note, M. and I are soon to celebrate our first anniversary. M.'s mom insists on getting us a hotel somewhere, so we're thinking of going to Epcot in Disney World and exploring all the different national pavilions. (I'm a sucker for anything foreign.) Our first year of marriage has seemed WAY too easy so far. I always heard the first year is the worst: having to adjust to expectations and realities. But since we moved in together after a year and a half of dating, then went on to date another year and a half before our nuputals, I think in many ways we already had that first "rough" year. And you know what? That year wasn't too rough, either.