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I’ll start.
I am amazed at how fast this year is going. It’s like I have whiplash at the end of each week. This feeling is not helped by the presence of hot cross buns in the shops. Talking with the Mamamia team, I know I am not alone.
Most of us are back in “normal” routines. The traffic has returned to normal. Work is back, school is starting to go back and Christmas is but a distant memory. But, before another twelve months flies by, we have the gift of a long weekend in January. Thank you Australia Day.
I am looking forward to dinner with friends on Friday. A morning of coffees on Saturday with some wonderful women I know.
Saturday afternoon means catching up on those pesky chores I didn’t get time for during the week and Sunday is Symphony in the Domain to mark the end of the Sydney Festival. Something I fail at for another year – I didn’t see a thing.
Then the glorious gift that is a Monday public holiday. Which for me this year, means an opportunity to catch up with my family. The eldest of my brother’s three children, my niece is born on the 27th of January and I get to hang out with her.
She starts high school this year and I am so excited for her. I remember my first year of high school and how excited/nervous I was. I am pretty sure she is going to be just fine but I can’t wait to have a chat to her and make sure she is ready.
Yep it’s shaping up to be an awesome weekend. I can’t wait to sit down and really chat with my friends and family about how the year is shaping up.
Now it’s over to you? What do you have planned for the weekend? And what else is going on in your world?
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Study. Study. Study. Money. Money. Money.
That is literally all I have on my mind.
Unfortunately, to do well in one, I must sacrifice the other.
That is, if I actually manage to get into my honours year.
You see, at the beginning of a bachelor-level psychology degree, there are over 300 students in any given year level. Only 50 of those students will gain entry into honours (required to be a PROBATIONARY psychologist - still can't practice at this level). Of those 50, only the best few will gain entry into a masters or PhD (minimum requirement to becoming a QUALIFIED psychologist). All in all, only 10% of psychology students become fully qualified.
Therefore, to succeed I must - literally - be among the best. To achieve this, I am looking at having to cut my already-low weekly wage in half as recommended by previous honours students and supervising staff (honours means completing my own personal thesis). My husband and I are at a loss as to how on earth we will be able to afford this. Loans, bills, credit cards, daily living...we are already struggling under the weight of it all. Now, it just feels like drowning - suffocating, back-breaking, and any movement seems to get you nowhere.
Our age difference is also starting to slowly build into a crucial, looming, horrible factor. He is 8 years my senior. We want children but he doesn't want to an aging dad. However, I still have another 3-5 years of post-grad to get through (on the assumption I actually get through to that level). By the time I finish and spend a couple of years getting experience, he will be creeping up to his late-30's. What if we have fertility issues? What if we want more than one?
I don't care if this gets no response. It doesn't matter. I just wanted to express it all. Be open about my fears and the immense pressure I'm feeling. Feeling like a financial burden on the one/s you love is never pleasant, even if it's a necessary evil. Sigh.
So today I got offered the job I interviewed for last week. Very happy with myself as a lot of the jobs I've had in the past have been gained through someone I knew recommending me. This one I definitely achieved of my own accord. I go in tomorrow to sign the letter of offer and then after that I'm off to the airport to pick up my firstborn returning from her holiday with her grandparents. Exciting times.
Well done!
Thank you!!