I think I should be a stay at home doggie mom. I miss my dog sitting at my feet squeaking her ball all day while I do work. Either that or she should just get to come to work with me. It would definitely liven things up here a bit.

I took off last week to work on my thesis and other projects. It was a very productive week, but maybe not enough? I wrote a 7-page paper on Slaughterhouse-Five, got my car inspected, did a shit-ton of research and wrote 30 pages of my thesis, cleaned the house, did laundry, finished reading The Great Gatsby, and babysat my parents' dog, Molly. 

Huh, listing it out like that does make me feel accomplished, but I'm still having trouble seeing the light at the end of the tunnel here. I need to write a 10-12 page paper and read The Sound and the Fury this week and then finish the last 20 pages of thesis next week. And still, my professor isn't sure that will give him enough time to grade.

We're going to discuss it tomorrow and if he says that won't work, my plan is probably just to cry and hyperventalate until he agrees to it. If that doesn't work, I guess I'll be graduating in December.

That wouldn't be so bad I guess, but I just really feel like I need to be done. This has just taken up too much of my life for the past three years and I'm so ready to move on.