It's Sunday, May 1st. I am officially done with grad school and it feels fantastic. It was incredible to wake up this morning, lay in bed, and know that I didn't have anything to do. For the past two and a half years, I've always had something to do. I've always had some piece of homework hanging over my head. Even when I knew I had done my homework, I always felt like there was more I could have done. But no more. I woke up today and didn't have a thing to do. Nothing.
To celebrate, I spent at least two hours laying in bed this morning. Eventually I got up and ate breakfast - eggs and a bagel - yum! Then, on principle, I went back to bed. I reveled in having nothing to do. Now I'm up and can think of things I could be doing (like the dishes), but I'm not going to do them. I'm celebrating the completion of my degree by doing nothing at all. I think I deserve a day off, don't you?
So, I did end up crying briefly yesterday. I was driving to school on my way to my very last class. I started thinking about what a major accomplishment getting an MBA is for me. Me, an art major in undergrad, was able to go to one of the top 30 MBA programs in the nation and actually complete it. I thought about how far I've come and how much I've changed in the past 2.5 years. I thought about all the people in my life who have supported me through this time. I was overwhelmed with joy and the tears rolled down.
Life is so very, very good.
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