The last week of pastry school is here. My calendar is crammed with things not to forget to do in between all the due dates and exams this week offers.
I am excited. Unlike graduating from high school or college, my excitement for what the future holds is not at all bittersweet.
I have been looking forward to beginning my externship at Gramercy Tavern since August. It has the promise of something new and exciting. A tangible piece of evidence that perhaps my somewhat crazy dream to turn a passion for baking into an actual career was not in vain.
I am stressed and my body is trying really hard to fight off being sick. But as I packed up my bag (a daily adventure of packing gym clothes, sneakers, school uniform, makeup bag, lunch, dinner, snacks, coffee and wallet) and looked desperately at the clock telling me I was running late, Mike held up two fingers.
I stopped and smiled. Just two more days of class.