I need a cat and glasses-IT'S OVER!
Graduate School is over. Wow. It feels strange. When I started this program just over a year ago I felt like I would never be able to say that. And looking back now I can't believe how fast the time has gone, especially, mercifully this last semester. My best friend L asked me if I was excited--when I called her Saturday afternoon to say that I had submitted my last paper--excitement isn't the word I would use. Glad that it's over--certainly, but there are so many things to think about. I feel tired more than anything. It is amazing that I could do all nighters with no sleep a few times a week to get all my papers and projects done, but now that everything is turned in I can't believe I ever was able to do that. All I want to do is have a serious Rip Van Winkle, and catch up and then, maybe after all the sleep the excitement will settle in. I feel like too much life has happened this semester. Death, Graduation, Finding a new job, possibly moving again. Oh, argh, ...