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Decision time.
Apr. 3rd, 2008 01:13 pmThose of you who read ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kniedzw's journal have already heard the news, but for the rest of you: my husband's employer filed for bankruptcy today, putting him out of a job.
This brings into the open something I've been considering for a good year, maybe more. Some of you have heard me talk about it, but I haven't said anything publicly because, well, public = real. (LJ = real, apparently.) But forming an agreement with my anthropology adviser constitutes pretty real, I'd say, so I might as well bite the bullet and type the words.
I'm leaving graduate school.
Yeah. Um. I have a whole lot to say on this topic, but to spare people's friends-lists, I'm putting it behind a cut.
( A year's worth of thinking, maybe more. )
So this is the official decision: I'm going to jump through the necessary administrative hoops and do whatever thesis/project/whatever work they're willing to accept, and leave graduate school with a master's in anthropology and folklore.
What we don't have yet is a timetable. May 6th, I fly to London, and then Kyle and I go on the cruise and we don't get home until May 30th. July 10th, I have an appointment for lasik surgery here in town. October 1st, I have one of those research-intensive novels due. I have plans for a Midnight Never Come book launch at Pandemonium in Boston, and a con in Oklahoma at the end of July. Somewhere in there, I will finish my master's. In the meantime, there's the question of work for Kyle. I don't know what we'll be doing about that, and so I don't know when we'll be leaving.
But leaving will happen. It's the Great Bloomington Exodus: like a dandelion full of gamers, we're poofing out into the wild blue yonder, scattering our seeds across the U.S. For us, it seems it will be a little sooner than anticipated.
kniedzw's journal have already heard the news, but for the rest of you: my husband's employer filed for bankruptcy today, putting him out of a job.This brings into the open something I've been considering for a good year, maybe more. Some of you have heard me talk about it, but I haven't said anything publicly because, well, public = real. (LJ = real, apparently.) But forming an agreement with my anthropology adviser constitutes pretty real, I'd say, so I might as well bite the bullet and type the words.
I'm leaving graduate school.
Yeah. Um. I have a whole lot to say on this topic, but to spare people's friends-lists, I'm putting it behind a cut.
( A year's worth of thinking, maybe more. )
So this is the official decision: I'm going to jump through the necessary administrative hoops and do whatever thesis/project/whatever work they're willing to accept, and leave graduate school with a master's in anthropology and folklore.
What we don't have yet is a timetable. May 6th, I fly to London, and then Kyle and I go on the cruise and we don't get home until May 30th. July 10th, I have an appointment for lasik surgery here in town. October 1st, I have one of those research-intensive novels due. I have plans for a Midnight Never Come book launch at Pandemonium in Boston, and a con in Oklahoma at the end of July. Somewhere in there, I will finish my master's. In the meantime, there's the question of work for Kyle. I don't know what we'll be doing about that, and so I don't know when we'll be leaving.
But leaving will happen. It's the Great Bloomington Exodus: like a dandelion full of gamers, we're poofing out into the wild blue yonder, scattering our seeds across the U.S. For us, it seems it will be a little sooner than anticipated.
