Victory!

I survived my first semester or grad school and honestly, it was touch and go there for awhile. Between being maxed out on my credit card due to the hold up on my student loan for the first three months of school (I couldn't buy any text books!), to the teacher who changed something everyday: due dates, adding new assignments, discarding assignments, the number of points an assignment was worth - that class was a hot mess. In the end, I came out of it relatively unscathed. The two week respite before the summer semester started was too short, too filled with drama (you don't even want to know), and unproductive overall. Jobs are scarce, and I fear I will be stuck in this girl/woman limbo for much too long. The first week of summer school and my second semester is already over. Due to a technicality in the clinic, I will not have any clients this semester.... So I won't graduate a semester early either anymore. Which blows. But of course being who I am, I have to find the sliver lining in any situation, so at least my course load will be lighter, and therefore much more manageable. I'm just ready to grow up. I want a job, home, stability, all of it. For me and my little lovely. Soon come... soon can't come soon enough. Enough of my rambling... here's a picture of Sienna for your viewing pleasure.



She's going to be six years old in August, but she has developed the attitude of a 15 year old out of no where. She's quite the little comedian though... I love my spoiled little princess :)