Prepared to Be Disappointed

The mother-in-law is somehow expecting me to go through the whole cap & gown ceremony when I graduate.

Which is fine, if it was a full-on university and I was getting a real degree.

I've been struggling my way through a community college associates that's taken me 2 years longer to complete than it should have for a degree that is pretty much obsolete and will mean absolutely nothing for me once I have the piece of paper, other than something pretty to add to my resume.

I hate having undue and unwanted attention called to myself. I prefer anonymity over accolades. The thought of getting up on stage in front of a bunch of people I don't even know & being handed a piece of paper by someone I've never met & then having everyone clap at me is not my idea of a good time.

And, to add insult to injury, they want to go to the Tournament of Kings at the Excalibur to celebrate.

Great, I've got 6 months of utter discomfort to look forward to as the mother-in-law will harp on this every opportunity she has.

Fuck my life.