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Back to school, but always learning

It's that time of year again. Everyone is back in the classroom with their noses (hopefully) in their books. I don't know what it is, but this time of year still gets me excited.

For me, August no longer means schedules, lockers, notebooks, new crayons or even new dorm-mates. But there is still that crispness in the air as it starts to chill for fall. There is that excitement for a new season, a chance for a clean slate.

I can still recall the distinct smell of freshly-cleaned classrooms as an elementary student at St. Mary's. I don't know how to describe it, but it would always be similar to the smell of my Grandma Herman's kitchen just after she mopped with Murphy's soap. It's a comforting, inviting smell.

And, oh gosh, there is something so fun about buying new school supplies. My husband is preparing to start classes in a few weeks, and for some reason I still got a rush of excitement when we went to the store to find him a new backpack, pens and notebooks. That may make me a huge nerd, but I don't care.

The funny thing is, I always swore that once I finished my bachelor's degree, I would never go back to school. But more and more lately, I think that someday, maybe, possibly, I would like to take more classes.

At this point, it's not the idea of collecting degrees, putting more on my resume or earning recognition. I am just realizing lately that I love learning. Honestly, I think that is why my job is so much fun.

Think about it. Every day I am meeting new people, learning about new subjects and reading about new breakthroughs. I learn interesting facts, tidbits and theories that I don't know I would have otherwise had to the chance learn.

So maybe I'm not going back to school (just yet), but I am always learning, every day. And that's something to get excited about. At least, that's what this nerd thinks.


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