New Countdowns
My last deadline for the semester is one month from today. I've got a bunch of work to do before then (and a bunch after that, since I'll be finishing one class over the summer), but a month suddenly seems like a manageable period of time.
Better yet, 47 days from now, Zach and I will be jetting off on a belated-40th-birthday-(and anticipatory-graduation-)trip. True to our tradition of planning each other's birthday celebrations, the destination and duration remain surprises.
The extra-nice part is that I have more than two weeks between that last deadline and the trip, so I will be able to decompress before, not just during, the vacation. I will still have a few classes to go to, and a second round of graduation ceremonies and events to attend (as a guest, not a participant), but nothing of the stress-inducing variety.
And if I'm feeling really spry, I may even have my hateful port removed.
'cause I'd so much rather be a foreign body than have one lodged inside my chest.
Better yet, 47 days from now, Zach and I will be jetting off on a belated-40th-birthday-(and anticipatory-graduation-)trip. True to our tradition of planning each other's birthday celebrations, the destination and duration remain surprises.
The extra-nice part is that I have more than two weeks between that last deadline and the trip, so I will be able to decompress before, not just during, the vacation. I will still have a few classes to go to, and a second round of graduation ceremonies and events to attend (as a guest, not a participant), but nothing of the stress-inducing variety.
And if I'm feeling really spry, I may even have my hateful port removed.
'cause I'd so much rather be a foreign body than have one lodged inside my chest.
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