I have not mentioned in my blog that for many moons now I have been trudging along trying to complete my dissertation. The trudging has not been a result of any one else impeding me, but instead has been a result of so many other opportunities being placed before the work-laden dissertation process. I have done a dozen other tremendously exciting projects in the interim that I felt could not wait (but the dissertation always could wait and did wait). Indeed, even when I was not on an alternate mission there were days when darn near everything and anything (up to, and including, a full nine month pregnancy and excruciatingly long childbirth of fourteen pound twins with no drugs – and I do mean fourteen pounds each and not even aspirin) seemed more appealing than sitting down and completing the task at hand.
Alas, I finally grew weary of hearing the same old question, "How’s the dissertation coming?" And supplying my same old tired response, which I could utter in my sleep, "It’s coming." Day after day, week after week, month after month and indeed year after year it hung there over my head like a dark cloud; but today the cloud disappeared. Today I defended my dissertation at a defense scheduled at the tender hour of 8 AM and hallelujah, praise the Lord, the committee signed off on the darn thing (can I get an AMEN??!!).
Thank you George Youngs, thank you committee members, thank you Wayne Blanchard, thank you colleagues, thank you friends and family – thank you all for your enduring and gracious support – I am not worthy, but I so sincerely appreciate it.
Whatever will I do with my time now? Well, one thing is for sure…birthing those fourteen pound twins with no drugs will not be happening…suddenly its appeal as a classic avoidance behavior activity has completely evaporated…go figure. I’ll try and find some other way to spend my time…I am sure there must be some mischief I can get into in the new forty – after all it is only day one hundred and sixteen.
Thanks again to everyone for the support – my gratitude is enduring. Thanks J9 for the roses, they gave me a smile and an extra boost when I needed it most…I’ve always said, "Everyone needs a Jeanine."
And thanks JJ for the support from A to Z and all the festive decor…you have been the root of my sanity many a day!
Onward and upward…
Day one hundred and sixteen of the new forty – obla di obla da