Panic!!

Something happened mid-post last night that gave me a serious reality check.

I happened to check my schedule for work today, and flipped through the week while I was there. Since I do massage, things can change hour to hour, but I really just wanted to see when I started for the day...
....and then panic set in.

I was scheduled for appointments on Tuesday, the first day of school!!!!!

I told the spa owner at least three weeks ago that I'd be cutting back a day for this. At the time, her main concern was V-Day (or Hell Week, as us therapists call it). I told her what day I started (JANUARY 15TH), and she asked if I could work some extra during V-Day week. I kinda thought it was all taken care of, but clearly it wasn't.

Apparently the message didn't get to the manager, who also schedules. Or maybe it did, but they only blocked February on. Either way, I had appointments for tomorrow, next week, and was open for appointments the week after that. A small part of me thought I'd just come in for the ones I could... after all, I won't have too much homework tomorrow... right? I mean, intense guilt set in because most of the appointments were specific requests for me. I didn't want these people thinking I was irresponsible or jerked their schedule around on purpose.

And then it hit me.

I am going back to school. I'm working one day less. I'm not working 5 days a week anymore. I'm working 4 days a week. What if I miss working 5 days? Psh, that won't happen. Well, maybe. I'll be making less. But I've got some loans for that. I'm doing this for a reason, right?? RIGHT?!

I clearly don't like change. In this case, change is necessary. Doesn't mean I have to be graceful about it. In fact, I'm a nervous wreck... but no one has to know that. Thanks for keeping my secret.