In my last 24 hours of winter break, I have been, primarily, glued to my bed. I'm enjoying the comfort of cuddling both of my dogs and watching TV with no nagging guilt baring down from procrastination. My winter break has consisted of waking up at 2:00 PM almost every afternoon and not going to bed until 3:00 or 4:00 AM. I have no set eating schedule and pretty much have spent a majority of the break just laying in bed. With the looming fact that tomorrow I go back to class, work, and scheduled life, I'm here with a few thoughts.

1. My alarm will sound like this.

I don't care who you are. I hate hearing that I have to leave my bed.

2. It's going to take a few minutes to get the will power to leave my bed.

I'll probably lay in bed for a few minutes. Mentally, I'll be telling myself I need to get up, but my body will deny that. My body will say that my bed is safe and warm. The moment I leave my bed will feel horrible.

3. I'm going to have to wear a bra AND pants tomorrow.

I'm the type of person who will take off my bra and pants as soon as I get home. I've pretty much lived in pajama pants or sweatpants all break. I've only put on a bra a handful of times over break. I don't want to...

4. I have to go OUTSIDE.

I've really not been outside much. I'm already a home body and an introvert, but being inside as much as I have probably hasn't helped that. Now, I have to walk from building to building to get to classes. I'm just hoping I can get a parking space near the building I practically live in during the semester. I definitely don't want to have to walk from a far lot. #commuterproblems

5. Teachers who go straight into lecture mode.

Come on, guys. Give us a syllabus and the talk about how the class goes. Don't throw us straight into lecture. It's a miracle that most of us are even here, let alone awake and paying attention. At least give us this one day to get into our routine.

6. I actually have assignments to do.

I already have lists of assignments to organize. I don't even want to read the assignment list, let alone some of this material.

7. Reunited and it feels so good.

I am really excited to see all of my friends again. They will definitely be attacked with hugs from me.

8. My sleep schedule is so messed up.

As I previously said, my sleep schedule is literally six hours off from what it should be. Tomorrow is going to be a complete zombie haze. I doubt I will be able to get to sleep any earlier than 2:00 AM. That alarm will go off and I'm going to feel horrible. I'm definitely going to be a zombie. If you see me asleep on a couch in the lobby or I fall asleep at my desk, just drag me down to my next class.

9. I have to take the GRE this semester.

I don't even want to talk about it.

10. I also have to apply to grad schools in May.

I don't want to talk about this either...

11. Going back to school means going back to work for me.

I work for one of my university's departments as an office assistant. I already know that when I get back to work this week I'm going to have stacks of applying and accepted incoming freshman files to process. It will probably take me at least two or three weeks to catch up on them. When I get done with those, I have to get back to balancing budgets that I wasn't able to look at since the second week of November. It's going to be a mess.

On top of that work, I also am conducting research this semester through a national grant organization. I was supposed to start preliminary physical research over break, but that didn't happen. So now I get to juggle classes, work, and research around my 45 minute commute each way. Joy.

12. I'll be numbly drowning soon enough.

I've just accepted it. It's going to happen.

I just need to accept this all. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow, but it's going to come. Now, I'm going to spend my last few hours continuing to cuddle my dogs and refusing to pack my backpack or organize my binders.