The Great Leap Forward

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Today I emailed my application for my PhD program at McGill in Montreal.

To say that I am shitting my pants would be an understatment.

It isn't the work. The work is the easy part. I am MADE for that world. Obscure facts? Fancy Language and vocabulary? Arguing arcane points that no one else living would be concerned about? OH YEAH! WOO HOO! Bring it on!

So after I emailed it, I had a vague dizzy spell and minor panic attack, then went out and had Two drinks after work....then felt fat. Then tried to pick a fight with my husband about whether or not I had gained weight. So I handled it all beautifully. My therapist would be so proud.

7 Baleful Regards:

roo said...

Congratulations! I hope you make it!

And hell, I can pick a fight with my husband about my weight even when I haven't just taken a big, brave, scary risk, so it sounds to me like you really did handle it beautifully.

Cheers!

JenfromBoston said...

Goooood luck.
And only 2 drinks and 1 do-I-look-fat fight? Pat yourself on the back.

Beth said...

yay! good for you!

and frankly, I think that only 2 drinks was very conservative. i would have drained bottles of Jameson's.

and then accused my husband of having an affair because I was too fat.

Elizabeth said...

You are worthy! You are worthy!

And so not fat.

Nancy said...

Awesome! Best wishes!

HollyRhea said...

a doctor lady I work with said that getting your doctorate isn't about smart, it's about tenacity.

only a few have the balls.

mothergoosemouse said...

I agree - picking a fight about looking fat? Any husband worth his salt could handle that with both hands tied behind his back while gagged with duct tape. You did great.

 
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