It is DONE!
On Monday, I submitted THE very last (none of this penultimate crap) assignment for THE very last class in my very last quarter at Drexel.
My master's degree is DONE!
WHOOOOOOOOOOO!
At first, Sasha was really excited that I would never ever again say, "After I finish my schoolwork, Sasha" or words to that effect.
Of course, now she's getting a little cheesed off that I can spend soooo much time working with her on her homework. But can I help it if the little gremlin needs help with the "carry the 1" concept and borrowing 1 from the 10s digit and that kind of thing? She's going to be really ticked when she comes home to the worksheets I've printed. eeheeheeeee!
My master's degree is DONE!
WHOOOOOOOOOOO!
At first, Sasha was really excited that I would never ever again say, "After I finish my schoolwork, Sasha" or words to that effect.
Of course, now she's getting a little cheesed off that I can spend soooo much time working with her on her homework. But can I help it if the little gremlin needs help with the "carry the 1" concept and borrowing 1 from the 10s digit and that kind of thing? She's going to be really ticked when she comes home to the worksheets I've printed. eeheeheeeee!