My brain is tired after another very thinky week. Just submitted this week's paper. Just 6 more weeks to go and then I'm done the classes for my masters.
I almost can't believe it. I started back at school seven years ago, very part time at first and then full time the past 3 years. And the school part is nearly done. I still have 8 months of practicum to do, but that seems like it will be very different.
I was fortunate to have the support of my partner to be able to move to full time and stop working. I have a tiny job that basically covers the car payment, but other than that it's all him.
He's pretty great. He supports me unconditionally. I can count on one hand the number of things in 29 years together that he's ever asked me to not do that I wanted to, and it was always for a good and reasonable and loving reason.
