Well, my life just got a little more stressful. As if it wasn’t stressful enough already. I learned yesterday that my adviser is leaving, as soon as the end of this quarter. I don’t blame her–her husband has been living 12 or so hours away for the past 9 months (or so), and it’s clear that she doesn’t like it here to begin with.
However, this is rather inconvenient for me. I have two real options: start over with a new adviser, doing something I’m less excited about, or try to get them to let me out with a masters now-ish. (I have all the credits for one!) I think I’m going with the latter, but it’s stressful. And the trying to get them to let me part, also stressful. It’s not like they make it clear at all how one goes about it, since, you know, they don’t actually want anyone to do it. Argh.
But at least I’ll get to be with David a lot sooner. Like 5 months! Yay! And I don’t at all think I’d mind a real-world job.