My 30-day disaster relief appointment has ended. It did not feel like 30 days. It felt like three or four months. I am very happy that it is over. I am happy to have helped, and it is was nice to get paid. I don't think I want to talk about the last month for a very long time, though.
I am going to good ol Houston for the weekend, to see some friends. Then, I am coming home, taking a day off, then attempting to take the practice GRE. Then, hopefully, I will take and pass the real GRE, get my applications for Grad school filled out, and get in somewhere.
Oh yeah, while I was working twelve hour days for weeks at a time in an area totally unrelated to my field, I suddenly realized that I wanted to get back to my field. So I am going to try to get my MFA in Creative Writing, now. So I guess, after a year of no clue, I finally have a direction.
I guess my whole blog, which began with my graduation entry, has been building up to the moment that I had a clue, and now I have a clue. But I will keep blogging, anyway. There are a lot of issues I want to rant about, and now I have some time, so when I get back from Tay-haus, I will hopefully get back to my blogging self. Cool.
Well, I haven't stayed up very far past eleven in a month, so I am going to do that. Sweet!!!