Today was the first day of school here, and Eldest and Big Guy both headed off. Eldest was worried they'd mess up her high school schedule (I assured her they would -- but it would be fixable), and looking forward to her first day at college. Big Guy was going to his first day of real classes at his new school.
Multiply the normal what-ifs that plague starting at a new school or job by about 50, and you have some idea of what it's like to be Big Guy. However, after the tumultuous build-up of the past week he came home happy, rating the day a 9 out of a possible 10. Whew! The bus ride was a bear, though.
Eldest, too, was reasonably chipper. Her schedule had only one blip, she knew kids in all her classes, and most of her teachers rate in the not-dull category. That highly refined Boredom Alarm she's developed did go into low-level alert when her genetics teacher said they 'wouldn't go into great depth', but she was consoled by the news that they will get to do fruit fly experiments. (Score one for school: those labs would never take place at my house!)
She made it to her college math course with time to spare. There were three high school students there from another school, plus a freshman she knew from the summer course she attended. This is a large lecture class of about 80 students. The professor scared her by saying, "This is a hard course!" several times, but then he talked about set theory and logic, both of which are topics Eldest has already covered in depth.
Gosh, it's so much easier to actually be started than get started!