Life has been kind to me. The older I get, the more I recognize what a lucky person I’ve been and so far, law school has been just as kind.

It’s been curiously unstressful. Oh, I had ramped up the anxiety to 11 last Monday before my first class, but it was as if the lights came on and the stage fright went away the minute the first professor walked in the door.

So far, so good.

I now have a retainer.

Oh, they call it a night splint or something like that and it’s for TMJD rather than post braces, but I put it in at night and instantly feel like I’m 14.

I didn’t even have braces, so I feel like a phantom 14 year old. A figment of my own imagination.

And it makes me drool.

I am too, too sexy for words.

Less than three weeks until I start law school, and less than five months until I get married. Life is crazy. I am almost certainly crazy. Chris is undoubtedly crazy. We’re going to install padding on all of the walls and buy really cute jackets with arms that tie in the back. Whee!