Done

It's done: every last assignment, every last presentation, every last exam!
The floodwaters of social life broke over me by lunchtime last Thursday, 1 hour after the last exam, with champagne and prawns and divine dipping sauces (thank you Dr M!) around the fire in our garden til late. And then continued in a heady rush of friends I've barely seen, new neighbours, and family for 6 whole days! Wonderful to have my other life spill back out, with news from far away, people I'd almost lost. And the reality of being able to enjoy it all right now, and not be needing to do something else really, all the time.
By last night, all I could do was sit and watch a DVD by myself at home. The Lives of Others, gentle, insightful, serious film about the Stasi in East Berlin. Wonderful.

Sideways Rain

It truly is raining sideways as I sit on campus, researching and writing. Not the most fun kind of writing, but it IS taking me outside of myself, closer to a new professional life, I hope.

Every day I think of something to blog, see something in the world. Do I come here and write? I do not.

The Tyranny of Dinner

In a week of atrocious sleeps, sick children, wild cold winter rain storms, and school stop work meetings, I'm finding the jump from one role to another almost impossible. The brain cells do not seem to absorb the language of the graduate school right now and none of my previous jobs seems to have gone elsewhere - see title.

I realise how much I've been wanting things to change as I stand in front of the fridge, with the need to produce dinner for the family, at about 5pm every evening. Wonder what would happen if I just did not do anything about it at that time of day? Sick of it being my responsibility every single day...

That said, the subjects I've got are THE reason for doing the Masters in the first place: Change Management, Leadership and Knowledge Management, all three of long-term interest, since Corporate Vision days. Maybe I'll get to use some of the old stuff; academic referencing could be a problem, with so much change since then!

This too will pass, this too will change, as I stop being around quite as much. Oh patience. Right now, maybe a good sleep would brace me better. It is Week One as a graduate student, part time mum again. Does 'mum' get to be a part time role I wonder?