
If you've been following my micro-blogging (also known as tweets or Facebook updates), you know that the big events of last three weeks for me have been, well, the stuff comprising the title of this post. Needless to say (but I'll write it anyway), I've been a little stressed out. Also, exhilarated. And exhausted. The last weekend in May, Rob and I flew to Cincinnati to celebrate my mother's 70th birthday. The weekend was pretty wonderful. Once we returned to San Diego, I had to buckle down and prepare for the defense of my fieldwork proposal. Then, it happened. The next day, I was asked how it felt to be "qualified." My friend said, "It feels anti-climactic and frustrating, right?" Exactly. The next day, I started looking for a new home in earnest.
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