Turnip Patch

Not a lotta, just a plotta land... A PhD candidate humming tunelessly to herself for the last year before doctorhood.

Monday, June 05, 2006


I defended. I passed. No revisions are required.

What can I say? I'm so relieved that it's over. I'm still busy, but busy is fine. What was ridiculously hard was being busy and feeling I had so little control over the outcome of anything.

I feel like I'm myself again, and the transition was nearly instant.

Oh, I am so very grateful. I have nothing to worry about. We have a house, I have a job, we have our health.

Praises be.

Monday, May 29, 2006

...and so, she left the turnip patch...

Tomorrow morning I get on a plane and fly to the city of my university. I will go to my advisor's office and he will sign a form for me.

Then I will go to the Graduate School of Arts and Science office and do some paperwork.

Then the next morning, at 10am, I will go to my defense, or as one of my committee members so ominously refers to it, 'the hearing'.

I have not yet read my entire dissertation. My stomach is in knots. I only need to prep a 5 minute presentation and I can't seem to do it. Time to start really really focusing on the fact that I CAN do this. Fear is getting me nowhere.

Tonight I am alternating between packing, reading and prepping. I will work for a bit more, but be in bed soon, because it is better to be unprepared but well rested, than prepared and so tired that it does me no good.

Wish me luck? If all goes well, the next time I post in this wee patch, I'll be a doctor.

Monday, May 22, 2006

We're gonna make it after all....

So. Here we are. I have my defense scheduled for May 31st. I have a tenure track job that starts July 1st. DH will also have work in our new city. We just got back from a trip where we *ahem* bought a house. With both our incomes, we can easily afford the payments. Who woulda thunk? I can't imagine that this is even true, but here it is. I am so grateful. I know that it was no sure bet that it would work out this way, I see it go in other directions for my friends all the time. I have been lucky. I have worked hard. Both things are true. I am so very, very grateful for both of those things.

For some reason blogger won't let me upload photos right now, but I'll try again later.

Now, now I need to go and do some work for my defense. It ain't over till I'm singing.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

I have sent my full draft to my committee

Not much more to say than the title of this post.

I swear to god, I thought this day was as likely as a unicorn.


I'm happy.

Sunday, April 02, 2006


Short and sweet or quick and dirty...whichever way you want to see it, I'm keeping this brief.

I took the job from the first place that offered one and politely declined the other. I start July 1st. I'm very pleased, excited, nervous, relieved.

I have set my defense date with my committee for May 31st.

I have booked tickets to go to my convocation on May 8th (I know, sounds backwards, cuz it is, but my school will let you 'walk' in the ceremony if you are SDC--that's 'so damn close' to the uninitiated)

I have 15 days to finish my dissertation.

I'm going to do this, and it won't be the last thing I do.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Not so thwarted. Nope, not thwarted at all...

Must be brief, cuz time's a ticking.

I just sent off the dreaded 'update' email to my advisor asking about possible defense dates.





I have to get more done, obviously. I have two weeks to write most of the final chapter, the conclusion, finish revisions of all of it and format the damn thing for my preliminary submission.
Did I mention I'm also a freaking wife and mother and have a part time job???? Okay, it's very part time, so it will be alright. And my partner is the King of Princes and does so much to help me through this kind of crap (perhaps I should call him my KOP from now on and really piss him off...no. Best not to piss him off in a time of need.)

Tornado has been ill with a throat infection and home for 2 days from daycare, which has thrown the work for a loop. Loopedy loop, here we go...back on track to the diss deadline.

Still no contract signed for a job (soon, soon, one way or another) and KOP is headed to check out Far Away Town later this week, where the first offer came from.

But life is good. This will happen. I just have to pick the right themesong for this last 6 weeks of work before I'm a Doctor.


Heh Heh.


Dr. Me....I like the sound of that.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

On Feeling Thwarted

I talked to the Dean today of the school where I have an offer and he let me know what exactly they are offering.

After taxes, and taking into consideration that DH and I will BOTH be paying student loans back as well as our other current debts, that is not enough for us to live on. It doesn't cover basic expenses. Even if the wee Tornado was not in daycare and DH was with him full time, we would not have enough to get by. How is this possible?I guess we've just let our debt get way too high. But so much of that debt is student loans--what choice did either of us have? DH may be able to get work, but in the location of this university, there is no guarantee, so we need to know we can at least get by on what they are willing to offer. And we can't. And those twice yearly trips home we promised ourselves? Impossible. No going home for the holidays without accruing yet more debt.

I'm feeling a bit thwarted.

We are better off if we stay where we are with DH in his current job and I work as a waitress.

Would you like a refill? Cuz I'm full right up to here and willing to share....

Wouldn't it just figure that I get a PhD and a tenure track job offer but that the fates decide that I have to stay in the service sector anyway. Wouldn't it just figure that as a feminist and hasbian I am so freaking dependent on my husband's salary that I can't afford to take the tenure track job I'm offered.

Ha ha. So funny. Ha.

I give up. Uncle. Born working class, staying working class. I get it now. There's no fucking way out.

I know, I'm overreacting and I still have other opportunities coming along. Maybe this school will raise their offer. But now that I've done the math, I don't know if they are able to offer as much as we would need given the fact that I would need to be able to be sole support in case DH can't find anything steady. And for creeps sake, part of the pay off for him to move away was that he wouldn't HAVE to hold a steady job since he could be Mr. Doctor Meg.

You know what. I'm tired. I'm really fucking tired of fighting so damn hard all the time.

Aren't you glad you stopped by into my patch 'o' petulant misery?

You want a coffee? To help lift the mood?

That'll be $1.87. You want a muffin too? Their good--fresh this morning...