Ok you guys, the Big Scary Thing I had to do… it is done. And now I am a doctor. But not that kind of a doctor. More of a Dr. Indiana Jones kind of doctor, and less of a Dr. House kind of doctor. Except with more computers and fewer interactions with Nazis. Anyway, the good news is that now I won’t have quite so much distracting me from sewing (like, you know, that whole pesky dissertation thing). Oh, and I can legitimately wear a shirt like this:
|I went to grad school and all I got was this lousy title…|
On the other hand that mirky and unpredictable thing called “the future” has firmly planted itself in front of me and I am left wondering what exactly I am going to do about it. I mean, I have some ideas, but no definite plans. Which the me from 5 years ago would have been freaking out about. I mean serious panic attack territory. Me now? I will deal with it. And it will be fine.
In the mean time I have to deal with some serious stash relocation, which will cut into my actual sewing time, but I still hope to have a few more finished projects before the end of the year (jackets, yay). I also expect to be sewing more skating costumes soon (though mostly for other people… the orders, they are already coming in), and I will finally be able to finish writing the skating costume tutorials for you guys (the drafts for the first few parts have been sitting around for a few months… as have my cut out but as yet un-sewn leotard pieces). And maybe I can get a book or two read as well.
So, ummm, yeah. I have a PhD. I suppose I should feel different, but I don’t. I mean, I can see how I have changed over the course of grad school. And I can see how what I expected my life was going to be has changed. But getting the actual degree, I don’t feel different. Mostly I just feel tired. Tired, and ready to move on.