Fifty days remaining until commencement. Last Thursday I ordered my cap and gown. Last Friday I ordered my announcements. Tuesday I picked my tickets for the May 20th ceremony. On Wednesday I heard a rumor that William Jefferson Clinton may be our guest speaker. Shhh...Don't tell 'cause I don't know for sure.
When I think about everything I have to accomplish, over the next 6 weeks I am tempted to cry, BUT somehow it will get done! There is no if, ands, or buts about it. Right?
I have scheduled my comprehensive exams, which will be Friday, May 11th from 11-2pm. My final project for Public History is due April 25th and my final essay for Policy in Preservation is due the first Friday in May. In my spare time I have to crank out a 20-30 page paper on George Hadfield and find a job. Aghhh!
Although I am confident things will work out the way they should, I have to admit I am a little frightened. What if I have to move? What if I fail comps? What if I don't get the George Hadfield paper done on time? What if I don't find a job? How will I ever meet and make friends as cool as the ones I have here? What if really do end up an old maid because I live in a small, rural southern town where the only eligible bachelors are Southern Baptist and think I am going to hell? Perish the thought.
I think Scarlett had the right philosophy when coping with stress, "I don't want to think about that right now.," she used to say. "I'll think about it tomorrow." So, here's to tomorrow and 49 days until graduation!