I’ve been a bundle of nerves for the last few weeks. I took my comprehensive examination for my graduate program a few weeks ago. It was a weekend long essay test. I had heard horror stories about it but couldn’t really devote time to thinking about that. The weekend came and I made nearly every mistake possible as a test taker. Turned it in and prayed. Then waited for my results. I saw a friend on Facebook post that they had passed and it took a full minute to remember we are in the same program. So I rushed out to my school email…
Oh dear. So I started my last semester of grad school (for the third but really the last time). I haven’t taken regular classes in a while and it’s a bit of a transition. I have web development and makerspaces this semester. It should be an adventure.
Hello, dear, sweet, innocent reader. As you are likely aware, I am usually trying to do way too much. Which is why, over the past few years and months, have been thinking about starting a podcast. It really won’t be a soon thing but I think I may have an actual plan on what I want to do. Which means I am, at the very least, on a path towards getting started.
I made it over to my the house I’m working on this weekend. I have two bathrooms to tidy up and some work to get the heating/air running. My big project is getting the furnace operational so we can live there year round. I also want to get our master bathroom put together so we don’t have to live in a construction site. You can follow the more nitty-gritty details over on the Tumblr for my house (because that’s how hipster my place is) but I wanted to wax philosophic here a moment.
It’s probably a good time to do a quick check-in. I’m still alive and projects are advancing. Things have just gotten really hectic. I went from having a pretty solid social-work life balance and then the scales flopped hard both ways all at once. I think I am getting back up, though. Here’s the run down.
*Note, I actually wrote this a while back… so it’s late getting posted.
X-Mas has become… complicated ever since I moved out of my parents’ house. When I was a kid, I’d just wake up and open presents. Done deal. Now there is travel, schedules, multiple families to see, and I actually have to buy gifts now. Okay, that last part is actually fun. Like chewing food without the calories. This year, however, was a banner year for the Pools in complicated.