Beginnings

As September starts and the summer dwindles down, I find myself wondering what is coming.
I think it has to do with the school system in North America, such that every September is accompanied by a feeling akin only to New Year's Day; what changes are being made, how can I re-invent myself this time around?
There is actually quite a bit of change happening in the Emily household.
I will be working the same jobs, going to the same school, living in the same apartment, but all in a different schedule.
I will have no days off.
I will have a total of 60 hours at the clinic each month, 72 hours of school work, approx 15 hours of internship, 62 hours at the ballet school, 16 hours of teaching, 24 hours dancing, and however-many hours of externship. This amounts to roughly 63hrs/week working. I should take into account the overlap of homework and other jobs (as there is one job I can do homework while still doing the job), but that is hard to do as the overlap is subjective.
I am a little worried about this, I won't lie.
However, I am reminded by a dear friend at Fate-filled Times that I have done this before, and successfully. I've worked MORE than this and still managed to live, to eat, to breathe, the have drinks, and even party on occasion. It isn't going to be easy.
But it is going to be fun.
I have my cats and my carpets and my fish and my brains I've got these walls around me....
I have my sisters and the men who love us.
I am surrounded by help and support.
I didn't tap into it last time around.

The moon waxes, increase is nigh.
I will drink delicious coffee and remind myself that I am love, loved, beloved.
I will squeeze my cats and remind them of the same.
I will drink delicious coffee with my sisters and tell them they are love, loved, and beloved.
I will offer and accept support to and from my sisters.
And the men who love us.

It's time to start accepting love.