grad school

I have been so stressed out this summer about grad school. I really want to get my doctorate, and was investigation PhD programs close to home so I could be near family as little ones are raised. However, I just never really felt at peace about the whole thing. research is not my favorite, and PhD programs are based on research and the capacity of an individual for future research. I am not interested in spending my whole life researching, and the prestigious programs I was looking into were all geared toward that. 

And then I remembered my long-lost love, the PsyD. It just fits me, and what I want to do professionally. There were a few schools I had investigated, but none of them really seemed impressive to me. So tonight, I searched the web, and narrowed down schools by location. My top 3 so far are indiana state university, wheaton college, and the chicago school of professional psychology---in that order. I just feel much more at peace about them, versus the prestigious and scientist-practitioner models of the other schools. 

I want to make a good decision, and I don't want to be in debt for the rest of my life. I want to know that I'm doing the right thing and that I'm headed in the right direction. I don't know how to know that though. That's the trouble.

What I accomplished

1) Created 500+ vocab cards to prep for the GRE

2) created and mailed postcards to my transfer student group

3) helped my sister register for classes and buy books

4) bought my own books

5) 3 consecutive days of pilates (hopefully "and counting"...) 

6) took Ethan to the library TWICE

7) picked up Overtime at work

8) slept in.

ahhhh.....

Current Issues

Work has been outrageous.

It's challenging in all the right ways, but some of the things that happen are just exhausting.

I long for the day that I go without seeing an enormous turd in someone's unders, or picking up the phone receiver to receive the slobber of a small child on my face. I can't imagine working anywhere else, but I can imagine things running a little more smoothly. 

I will say, however, that the Dale is a bit lonely, leaving me lonesome and lazy. I sleep in on mornings and read and am hacking my way haphazardly through Family Video's ample selections. Sunday, The Godfather Trilogy! 

I'm working my way through the classics, but only the modern ones.

I've also been merciless to my gas tank as I travel long and hard to visit my friends spread across the midwest. However, I've gained several good road trip mixes, a way to conquer wind-blown hair (who needs A/C?), and painful memories (like my ridiculous sunburn on the way back from the Palmer-Burris wedding). 

Love.