You ever have one of those surreal, trippy experiences when you've waited and worked for something for for what seems like forever under suboptimal conditions, and then when it happens it doesn't seem quite real? Yeah, me too. Today. My dissertation proposal was approved. I just know I'm going to wake up any minute to another round of revisions.
Now I just have to write the last 2 chapters in the next week if I'm going to graduate in July. No pressure, or anything.
I'm on my way out the door to chaperone a band trip. Just when I really want to celebrate with a lovely adult libation I can't. Drat.