Freedom! (Not for long.)

I'm back.

Yes, like the phoenix, I have at last arisen from my ashes, reborn.

I crawled into my final papers cocoon as fat, grubby caterpillar and emerged a hauntingly beautiful, lavender-speckled butterfly.

I am free.

I have loosed the shackles of paperwritingdom.  I have slain the fire-breathing dragon of coursework.

Seriously, barring any game-changing events, I am done with taking classes forever.  Next up, comprehensive exams, prospectus approval, and then, writing that dissertation, baby!  Oh, and I'll start teaching in the fall.

And now . . . a new adventure.  Cuba.

I thought I was going to have time to breathe between turning in my final papers on Tuesday and when I leave for Cuba on Sunday.  But here we are, early, early Friday morning and I've barely started packing.  And my vegetable babies are getting overrun with weeds.

What am I going to do?  I have to get my life together.  And quick.  I'm going to Cuba and I'm not ready.

And, I'm trying not to let it get me off track, but I really need God to stage an intervention in my personal life right now.  (Sigh.)  I must leave it in His hands.

Tomorrow afternoon, I'm going to see my family before I head off to la isla.

By the by, la isla is basically devoid of internet.  So, I'll try to post one more time before I go off the grid.