Semester = Done

I have just sent off my final paper of the semester. My hands are shaking (though probably not from excitement but from a caffeine overload). I do not think it is an exaggeration to say that I have easily wrote close to two hundred pages this semester. So, with that final email, I have completed four more classes in my Masters and am on track to finish in one more semester.

So as I sit here on my workout ball trying to improve my posture, I cannot help but let my mind race to what I need to do next. Yet, I am also trying to bask in the moment and realize I am done. Deep breath.

We are starting to become obsessed with thoughts of flying home. We are playing Monopoly late into the nights, listening to Christmas music. I have yet to win a game which is a bit sad. The list of things we need to do before leaving is slowly dwindling...shots for Paraguay, a haircut, contacts, babysitters for Sam, gift buying. It is exciting. The freakin' bureaucratic details for us to be here are sometimes overwhelming with yesterday being no exception as there was a panic our travel signatures were not being approved.

So I am now going to relax and try to watch the show Private Practice online as I eat my tuna/apples mixture on toast for lunch. I tutor later today for two hours but for now I am going to force myself to de-stress .