Decompression

Today I had my last class and turned in my grant, which was my last assignment for my Masters of Information Science. My mother has a phrase that she uses a lot, decompression. I find it quite apt for that transition from finally finishing a huge project or a life transition and the time it takes to adjust to it. You have to go slowly and get used to the pressure not being there and then there's a moment when you realize oh, it is truly done. I'm just starting my decompression from graduate school and its going to be mixed up with trying to find a full time job, but I'll have more time.

While I'm doing my job looking, I have a part time job at the university that I enjoy and I'm good at. I have a place to live and the support of friends and family and all these networks reaching out to me. If anyone sees any job openings for children's or youth librarians in public libraries or jobs you think might fit me, please send them my way.

Also in a strange sign that sometimes waiting to do something can bring unexpected rewards, as I finally applied for my degree, Victoria University is now treating me as an alum. The emails from them are a wonderful reminder of what good and complicated years those were. I will return to New Zealand one day and see more of Australia, I'm not sure what the context will be, but I will.

For now I'm going to take the time to tidy up my apartment, take care of myself, enjoy preparing for my brother's wedding and think about what dance or something class to take in the Fall.