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Various proximate causes, but it transpires that there's a local college of continuing education that'll do me a Level 2 Certificate... for free, as best I can tell... starting in September, by which point I will hopefully be done with the PhD except, perhaps, for revisions.
So I've applied (which consisted of supplying a name and address), and I need to get in touch with them to arrange a 30-minute interview, and then... maybe this... is going to happen??? Maybe this is going to be a thing.
In other news, this evening I have also (finally!) put together the request for my student loans to be written off on the grounds of disability, so that can get posted tomorrow, and Adam's collated all the information we need to apply for reinstatement of a dedicated on-street parking space, and for bonus points I have converted the introduction of chapter 3 of the thesis from bullet points to (highly conversational, minimally cited) paragraphs. I still struggle, naturally, with the fact that this is An Important Part Of The Process and is actually meaningful work, not just rearranging deckchairs or repainting the bike shed, but I have plenty of evidence by now that my work goes much better when I approach it like this even if I resent the perceived redundancy, so. Here we are. Life goes on.
So I've applied (which consisted of supplying a name and address), and I need to get in touch with them to arrange a 30-minute interview, and then... maybe this... is going to happen??? Maybe this is going to be a thing.
In other news, this evening I have also (finally!) put together the request for my student loans to be written off on the grounds of disability, so that can get posted tomorrow, and Adam's collated all the information we need to apply for reinstatement of a dedicated on-street parking space, and for bonus points I have converted the introduction of chapter 3 of the thesis from bullet points to (highly conversational, minimally cited) paragraphs. I still struggle, naturally, with the fact that this is An Important Part Of The Process and is actually meaningful work, not just rearranging deckchairs or repainting the bike shed, but I have plenty of evidence by now that my work goes much better when I approach it like this even if I resent the perceived redundancy, so. Here we are. Life goes on.