Hi blog. I missed you.

My last post was about a month ago. I am sad about this. Not for my audience, so much, though I'm sure you've missed hearing my semi-weekly life commentary (or not, especially if you hear me in person). I just expected more out of my blogging. I also knew, though, that my life can take a beating at certain times during the school year. Still, two posts all semester is beyond what I expected, and I hope to change that now that things are a little settled. Since I talked myself out of doing NaNoWriMo (look it up- it's really cool, and I want to try it next year), maybe I'll do a blogging month instead.

So, where have I been? Well, after the proposal, I quickly moved onto internship applications. For those of us in school, clinical, and counseling psychology, the road to internship is complex. We start by applying, which I have been working on for the last month. Applying means counting up every hour you have worked face-to-face with clients (in my case, children, teachers, and parents), as well as hours in supervision with professors talking about my clients. It also means documenting every test I've administered, and how many times; the ethnicities, genders, and disabilities of every client; and the estimated hours of time I've spent writing reports and notes, calling parents, and doing prep work. I also had to write four essays about who I am, what I do, and what I want to be when I grow up. I had to ask people who really like me to write letters of recommendation, and get transcripts sent. Finally, for each site I have to write a cover letter explaining why I am a good fit for their internship. This keeps a person very busy, especially when there is a regular schedule of duties to follow. Of course, anyone who knows me realizes that my schedule is never regular- I took on an extra project that spiraled into a significant amount of work (as well as lots of kindergarten tears, but I won't go there today). In a semester where I kept saying no because I do too much, I still am doing too much. So I have had a long, crazy October.

The good news is that two applications are submitted and nine more should be out shortly. After this, I sit and wait until I am selected (or not selected) for interviews, which take place in January. While I am anticipating the break, I am a control freak who hates the thought of being judged and not being able to make any changes to the application. I just want the answers now. I will try to distract myself with my dissertation (remember that thing?) and counting down until a much needed Thanksgiving with family that I don't get to see nearly enough.

October was rough. There was a lot of pressure, stress, and work. I just kept telling myself that I had to get to November, and here I am. I had some great people to lean on (if you're reading this, I'm probably talking about you), some fun times (football, parties ranging from gaming to Halloween, lunches and more lunches), and I even got a new car :) In the end, I am ready to start working less and enjoying life more.