If You Don't Have Something Nice to Say...

I haven't written a blog since September?

I told y'all that I was busy...but I didn't realize I was that busy.

Geez.

This past semester was ridiculous. Taking three classes doesn't sound like a lot, but when one of them is an evening class and your schedule is otherwise booked with meetings, clients, and homework, things get hectic. After spending my Thanksgiving break in Atlanta, I remember returning to my crazy schedule in Vermont, wondering how in the world I was able to make it through the week.

Sigh.

Deep breath.

My prayers to get through it have been answered, and I'm still standing. I have no classes this semester. Nada. Nil. No, I'm not done with coursework. I have two more classes to take next year. There was nothing available for me to take this semester, though. So, here's my plan:
I'm going to be on top of things with my clinical work. I will be a bigger contribution to my research lab. I will work towards proposing my dissertation by the summertime. I will get back in shape (and run another Peachtree Road Race on July 4th). I will spend some time each week developing Jamilary.

These declarations may sound like New Year's Resolutions, but usually the only New Year's Resolution I make is to not make New Year's Resolutions. Consider these Get-Jamila-Out-of-Vermont-with-a-Ph.D-and-Her-Sanity-and-Health-in-2010-olutions. Ya heard me?

Alright, back to work...