Happy Mothers Day to all you mothers out there! I hope your day is full of happiness, quiet, love, chocolate, bubble baths, or whatever it is that you are in need of - Particularly if it's something made of butcher-paper and glitter, because we all know that's the bestest kind of gift for a mom, right?
Ok, anyway. This is my blog so it's all about me me me me! So, back to my whining about fears and inadequacy.
I sent off the biggest portion yet of the thesis to advisor in a foreign land. I'm very very nervous. I haven't showed much of it to anyone. This is going to be a big turning point one way or the other.
I've been told that if I don't get the thesis in on deadline, I can still probably teach this summer, but it'll require paperwork and begging. Maybe roses and chocolate too. That's at least a little comforting, but I want to finish this bad boy. I want closure, damnit!
PS - the drunk guy at the table next to mine (in the library) wants to make sure that everyone knows that it wasn't his mother he called, it was his stepmother. So, I guess I figured that included you guys too. Now you know.
PPS - Did I mention that in the middle of all this, I've just had ~50 papers to grade dumped on me? No. I don't think I have. Do I have any motivation to grade them? No. I don't think I have.