So....
TEEEEEEEEEENY tiny inklet of what could possibly end up as an idea has come into my brain and has started to root.
I may not go for my doctorate after I finish my master's.
This is only partly because the idea of school is REEEEAAALLLY starting to lose its appeal, but here is my thinking:
(God willing) I'll get my Master's in May 2011. I want to get married in fall 2011. (I think 2 years is plenty long, I really don't want to wait (and make ppl wait) longer than that.) I will get married in Louisiana. I do NOT want to plan a LA wedding from Indiana. I would like to move home after I get my degree (unless Bean gets a "real" job here). So all that being said, it doesn't make much sense to move home for a year, get married, get a place in LA, get jobs and then uproot whatever Bean's doing and pack up back to IU for the next fall. Seems pretty darn stupid actually. I suppose the other option would be to leave Bean in LA and come back to IU and finish DMA work alone (because I'd want to do it here). But I'm selfish and a pansy and I know I won't want to be separated from my new husband for that long. (I don't know how army wives do it. Really.)
This isn't all about the wedding thing either. The thought of more school (esp. DMA work) makes me want to hurt myself. I mean, isn't a Master's enough?? Besides, I can always go back to school, right? I guess I'm feeling like once I get my masters I'm going to want to settle down and set up shop somewhere, you know? (Although I guess I did pick the wrong career path if I want stability)
I know this is all lightyears away and I don't have to (and probably shouldn't) be thinking about it now, and who knows what's going to happen in 2 years and blah blah blah. But it's just something on my mind. I don't know.
(I can see my sister reading this and freaking out. Calm down. And don't tell Mama.)
Anyway, Halloween was pretty lame. I wish I had known about this "Zombie Parade" downtown! Could have been much fun. We didn't get a single trick-or-treater. I guess I couldn't really expect any in an apt. complex, but I always see kiddies getting on/off the school bus by Heritage so I guess I got my hopes up. Stupid Puppy wriggled out of, chewed and ripped his little jack-o-lantern shirt. It's fixable (even with my limited sewing skillz) but his lack of Halloween spirit is disappointing. Wait until he gets a Christmas sweater. I'm gonna glue it on him. At least we got to keep all the candy, we ordered pizza and watched Ghost Hunters and It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown...night wasn't a total loss.
And praise Jesus for that extra hour of sleep can-ah-git-uh-a-MEN-uh!!
(That last "uh" was a schwa. You betta reckonize.)
It's a LOT easier to get up in the mornings now that the sun rises earlier than effing 8:30.
Still haven't gotten Music History tests back. Grr. Class is a particular waste of time now that she's started posting lecture notes online (vague as they are).
Choir. Boo.
I may not go for my doctorate after I finish my master's.
This is only partly because the idea of school is REEEEAAALLLY starting to lose its appeal, but here is my thinking:
(God willing) I'll get my Master's in May 2011. I want to get married in fall 2011. (I think 2 years is plenty long, I really don't want to wait (and make ppl wait) longer than that.) I will get married in Louisiana. I do NOT want to plan a LA wedding from Indiana. I would like to move home after I get my degree (unless Bean gets a "real" job here). So all that being said, it doesn't make much sense to move home for a year, get married, get a place in LA, get jobs and then uproot whatever Bean's doing and pack up back to IU for the next fall. Seems pretty darn stupid actually. I suppose the other option would be to leave Bean in LA and come back to IU and finish DMA work alone (because I'd want to do it here). But I'm selfish and a pansy and I know I won't want to be separated from my new husband for that long. (I don't know how army wives do it. Really.)
This isn't all about the wedding thing either. The thought of more school (esp. DMA work) makes me want to hurt myself. I mean, isn't a Master's enough?? Besides, I can always go back to school, right? I guess I'm feeling like once I get my masters I'm going to want to settle down and set up shop somewhere, you know? (Although I guess I did pick the wrong career path if I want stability)
I know this is all lightyears away and I don't have to (and probably shouldn't) be thinking about it now, and who knows what's going to happen in 2 years and blah blah blah. But it's just something on my mind. I don't know.
(I can see my sister reading this and freaking out. Calm down. And don't tell Mama.)
Anyway, Halloween was pretty lame. I wish I had known about this "Zombie Parade" downtown! Could have been much fun. We didn't get a single trick-or-treater. I guess I couldn't really expect any in an apt. complex, but I always see kiddies getting on/off the school bus by Heritage so I guess I got my hopes up. Stupid Puppy wriggled out of, chewed and ripped his little jack-o-lantern shirt. It's fixable (even with my limited sewing skillz) but his lack of Halloween spirit is disappointing. Wait until he gets a Christmas sweater. I'm gonna glue it on him. At least we got to keep all the candy, we ordered pizza and watched Ghost Hunters and It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown...night wasn't a total loss.
And praise Jesus for that extra hour of sleep can-ah-git-uh-a-MEN-uh!!
(That last "uh" was a schwa. You betta reckonize.)
It's a LOT easier to get up in the mornings now that the sun rises earlier than effing 8:30.
Still haven't gotten Music History tests back. Grr. Class is a particular waste of time now that she's started posting lecture notes online (vague as they are).
Choir. Boo.