It’s the final countdown.
I have one whole work day before my defense.
There have been good things about this week, including a happy advisor, a helpful boyfriend, and FTD’d flowers:
And there have been frustrating things, like doing TUNEL from 10am-8pm (why did I decide to do that this week?), having a terrible rehearsal with said happy advisor, and this:
I’ve had some nightmares (including the one where I leave to head to the bar after my defense, but I’m not actually supposed to ‘leave,’ I’m just supposed to sit in the hallway and wait for my committee to make a decision). I’ve had some stress-relieving runs. I’ve even had some ice cream (that isn’t entirely unbelievable, if you have ever met me):
Now, let’s just hope that Friday doesn’t end with me doing any of these activities: