The masters’ project: turned in this morning. As with so many things, not what we originally envisioned, and not as good as we might have imagined … but it’s done, and the yeoman’s work we put in over the last two weeks shows, I think. Our advisor seems to genuinely think we did okay, so that’s something.
Now it’s back to the weekly radio production schedule, classwork, and reporting that we’ve all been avoiding for a while. And job hunting. And remembering what my wife looks like. And perhaps starting to do a little of the cooking and laundry and cleaning that Kate’s been gallantly been covering for me while I’ve been spending long hours in the editing suites at school.
7.5 weeks to graduation. As yet, no clue about jobs, cities, or time zones we’ll be pursuing after that point.