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Apparently I've been slacking...



Actually quite the opposite of slacking I've been busting my behind with this thesis. By far the hardest thing I've ever had to do academically. John laughs at me because every morning when I'm anticipating my professor's corrections I sit down at the computer desk and ask "what do ya got for me this time lady?"
Not only am I excited to be done and graduate because of how hard it's been… It's also been a huge time commitment over the past four years. I've had to make a lot of sacrifices just for the mere time it takes to read and write everything required for this masters program.  
I'm thrilled about feeling that sense of accomplishment once I complete this degree. I am hoping it will be a great role model for Allison to continue her education. I have had so much family and friends support over this and hope that Allison will have that someday too... I also have high hopes that it becomes more and more accepted for women to continue their education and dominate in fields like engineering and science and math and technology...
There's something to be said about an educated woman!!!💃💃💪💪
At the same time as I struggle through these academic endeavors, I have almost successfully weaned myself off of anxiety medicine that I've been taking for quite a few years. The withdrawal symptoms are not pretty and I'm fighting through it because I know that with my new and improved healthy lifestyle I can overcome the symptoms that I had when I turned to medicine in the first place.
It kind of boggles me that doctors are not prescribing clean eating and exercise...

Okay okay I'll get a little bit more lighthearted very excited about this weekend spending Easter with the family although I have been quite accustomed to being in California during this time we are making the best of it and I think there actually might be some sunshine on Sunday!! I have managed to put together a most RAD Easter basket for Allison sans candy and using left over tulle from her tutu making birthday party from last year! I included all things I would have had to buy her anyway- rain boots/umbrella, panties, summer clothes, and a matching frilly pink pen!!!

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