No longer safe in my cocoon

It’s now officially 7 big sleeps until I hand in my thesis. It’s so far 76 pages long and according to my ‘to-do’ list, I’m about 3 days ahead of schedule!!

Yesterday was a massive productive day which was fantastic, although it also included losing some work because I’m so pararnoid about saving the same document in multiple places that somehow I lost the jolly thing. Fortunately I’d saved the individual elements of the document as well and just had to put them back together *phew!*. As well as that there seems to be some sort of virus on my little flash drive stick and I can’t transfer anything off it. So! I’m trying my best not to panic…but I’m hoping and praying that it either miraculously starts working again or I can somehow hook this laptop up to a printer when it comes time to print everything.

I’m feeling a little bit strange. This entire year of uni has been dedicated to next Wednesday and all of a sudden it’s very close. While I’m very happy about the fact that I’m ahead of schedule- I most certainly need to be if my supervisor decides next Tues to re-structure my thesis as happened when the mid-year lit review was due. Looking back it was the best thing she could’ve done…but my nerves have a memory and DO NOT want to go through that again! haha.

So not only am I mentally preparing myself to finish this year’s work in a matter of days, I now also have the prospect of full-time employment very soon after! For months I’ve been contemplating/stressing about having 4 months of ‘holidays’ while still surviving on very little paid work. However last week I was offered a research assistant position at uni starting a week and a half after I hand my thesis in. Of course I took it straight away as it’s my foot in the door to future work as a lecturer/policy advisor or wherever I’m led. BUT!!! 5 days a week?? It’ll be 4 days at uni and I’ve been able to keep my one shift at my existing work which is nice as a backup. But I’ve never worked 5 days a week in my life!! It’s a rather daunting prospect :( . I realise many people may scoff about now and make some comment like ‘eesh have you never lived in the real world?’ and I would quite honestly reply…’no actually- I’ve been safely cocooned in the comfort that is the education lifestyle that has defined my existence every year since I was 5′.

So yes…life is changing rather drastically. And recently I’ve felt just so looked after. While I’ve been quite sick for a while and had mini-disasters plague this entire year, I’ve also had prayers- small and big- answered left right and centre. It’s good.

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