It's raining, and I meant to DO THINGS today, but instead am still in my bathrobe at 1:00, listening to baby hiccup from the next room, typing like hurricane wind speed to get this down before she needs my left arm, greatly reducing my typing speed.

I am resubmitting my PhD proposal.

That's right, the one that I pulled last year when we found out we were pregnant.

That's right, the one that I swore 'I didn't want to do anyway', which was truth.

The trouble is, there are four new FULL RIDE scholarships available, including a living allowance, which would be, like, stupid to miss out on, even if 'i didn't want to do it anyway', which was truth. I guess 'i do want to do it, but only if it's free.' Silly.

Anyway, back to PhD paragraphs, which is real culture shock after nappy changes and bathrobes. It's probably good for the soul.