After 2 and a half hours of standing in a huge queue I finally registered for my Masters degree.  All last night I felt a combination of feelings - scared, nervous, excited, worried, unsure, happy, the list goes on.  I parted with my first, of three, fee installment and questioned all the way through registration if it was a good or bad idea.  But that’s me, far too much focus on the ‘what if’ and not enough throwing caution to the wind.  I guess it’s time to do that.

I have, to some extent, been brought up with the attitude that if something happens it happens for a reason and even if you can’t think of a reason you can’t really do much to change the inevitable so why stress over it?  It is an attitude I have taken on board but I have tendencies to stray into the worry zone time after time after time.  Possibly it’s a link ot commitment issues, being unable to say ‘goodbye other opportunities, this is the one I want’.  But it’s time to do that.  It’s time to embrace the fact that this year will be about the masters and it will be a good year.

My dissertation is already partly planned.  I know what I want to do and I know how I want to do it.  I just need to make time to get out the camcorder and interview family members.   The writing process I will follow on this and I have had a few people ask if they can read the finished product so I will allow people to do that as well.