Holding it together - kind of
I'm about 80% sure right now that I will not be attending graduate school next year. I'm just too uncertain about it at this point, specifically that I'm still not entirely thrilled with any of the programs I might attend and am really not thrilled about going 70,000 dollars into debt. Talking with both Beth and Andy today, they both jumped on me taking a year off as soon as I so much as mentioned I was thinking about it. Basically, they both said that if I had any doubts whatsoever, to not do it. And I'm feeling pretty good about this decision. I'll stay in St Paul, which means I'll hang out with people I know, play polo at the U, and live in a city and neighborhood I'm decently familiar with. This is infinately more attractive than going off somewhere to something completely unknown with nothing but question marks. Even though I don't have a job in St Paul, I've got a lot of other things. The job, I can find. Andy was seemingly enthusiastic about helping me a lot - it's time for me to tug gently on some strings (cough, Science Museum internship, cough) and see if I get any bites. (I know that's mixed metaphors. It's freaking late.)
Beth also said that my honors project still has some sizable work to do. Mainly organizational, but also adding, ahem, an argument. Which really just means a paragraph or topic sentence or transition here and there, but I also have to resolve all the things that I just said "I'll fix this later" while I was originally writing. Plus, it's not as satisfying to work on. I don't get to say "I just wrote 5 pages tonight!" Instead I get to say "I moved around a couple things and wrote 2 extra paragraphs."
I'm not going to practice tomorrow so I can get stuff done. I feel incredibly guilty, but I need those couple of hours desperately. I've never skipped out of practice because I needed the work time before. Usually my time management skills are more on target.
Waking up to rain and thunder this morning, however, made my day.
Beth also said that my honors project still has some sizable work to do. Mainly organizational, but also adding, ahem, an argument. Which really just means a paragraph or topic sentence or transition here and there, but I also have to resolve all the things that I just said "I'll fix this later" while I was originally writing. Plus, it's not as satisfying to work on. I don't get to say "I just wrote 5 pages tonight!" Instead I get to say "I moved around a couple things and wrote 2 extra paragraphs."
I'm not going to practice tomorrow so I can get stuff done. I feel incredibly guilty, but I need those couple of hours desperately. I've never skipped out of practice because I needed the work time before. Usually my time management skills are more on target.
Waking up to rain and thunder this morning, however, made my day.