Three things for Sunday

1. Commencement is done. Thank goodness. I was dreading the whole thing, positive I was going to trip over my feet or some such. I didn't, and it was mostly ok, though I know I looked super-stupid on the photos. I am SO glad I was able to do this, not just today, but the whole program. I absolutely loved the challenge. I need to figure out what comes next. I think a job, but I'm askeered to sit down and write my resumé with that Mariana Trench type gap. I got to see my advisor for a bit, I adore her.

2. Perry is ensconced at the AirBnB, he made his connections ok and was able to rent the car. Phew. That's been stressing me out. In retrospect, as soon as we found out the coach had Covid, we should have re-tooled assume Perry would be alone and made plans accordingly. It wouldn't have changed the end result, it just might have made Friday and yesterday a bit less stressful.

3. I didn't really want to acknowledge it at the time, but Friday marked 17 years since my dad died. I miss him often. My sister sent around a bunch of texts with photos and I just kinda didn't look at them until driving back today. He would have been so proud of me. Anyhow.