It's funny how your perspective of "home" changes. The first few times I flew into Eugene for exams, I felt as though I was in this weird limbo--more familiar than a visit, but not quite my home anymore. This time, it definitely feels like I'm going home to Iowa. I was a visitor this time. I don't really belong here anymore; the winds of progress are pushing me to finish up my doctorate. My plan is to fly here twice more: once for my final history comp (my secondary test, as I just PASSED my primary---YEAH!!!!!!) and once to present and defend my lecture-document. OK, maybe three times, as it would be nice to walk across that stage. After 22 years of school (and no break!), Dave and I deserve those doctoral hoods.
Time to say goodbye to Alison and baby Ursula, with whom I've been staying for the past 2 days. Thanks, Matilda too!
It's been a successful trip. Now I get to go home and STUDY SOME MORE!! Only 3 weeks until the next test!