I survived my first year of my PhD in Public Health Program, with approximately 48 flights (give or take) and 40 credit hours of class. (WOO HOO!)
My husband and I spent a wonderful time in Lake Tahoe celebrating our anniversary and reconnecting.
It’s strange being home and not having to worry about getting to the airport and doing homework. It’s nice to be back in my own space with my stuff, with my husband. It’s strange not having the structure of classes, flights, assignments, papers, etc. I’m trying to figure out stuff to do everyday, papers to read, and to work on this master lit review on Hepatitis C for a potential dissertation topic.
In other news I’ve become a somewhat social media recluse (except for instagram). I left a message on my facebook saying that I was basically no longer using it and to use email or my phone to reach me.
Last week I got a call from one of my best friends in undergrad and we caught up. I was totally surprised.
It’s interesting when you stop posting when you have a lot of followers/facebook friends how the information stream just stops. In my case, people aren’t sure where I am at the moment (which is probably a good thing) or for our anniversary, we didn’t get a lot of messages, which is fine.
I’ve also seen several of my friends completely step away, due to how political things have gotten on facebook and how it was not the bubble they wished to be a part of.
I miss the socialization that I had as an undergrad where there were always people down the hall, in the public bathroom, in the dining hall to talk to.
One of the drawbacks of being off from school is that I don’t have the classmates I saw everyday, or coworkers to see everyday. Building a routine is hard when you don’t have a class to go to.
I’ll make it work and find something to do. I’m just happy to be home, and I feel that you do not have to have everything in your life perfect to find happiness. We’re always searching for perfection and something more, but I think that sometimes we have to just stop and enjoy things. I’ll live the social recluse life. People know how to get a hold of me if they need to.