Milepebbles

Maybe it's the fact that Lent is right around the corner, but I have such an urge to go stand on the roof and pronounce in stentorian tones, "It is Finished..."

Not that anything is actually really finished per se. Tomorrow I will get up at the regular time and go to work and then to school. I have a paper due and two exams this coming week to stress out over too...

But there have been a lot of what you might call "semi-endings" this week.

I went to the dentist, finally!, not once but twice this week. But that's not really over as I have to go back in four months, to suffer further indignities no doubt.

And then I had the very last of my twelve-series structural work sessions (the KMI sessions I've blogged about before). Since it was the Last session and I won't be working with that therapist ever again (Sniff!), I thought this too seemed rather final, until I was told that my body would continue integrating the changes for the next two months or so...

And then just today I had a practical exam in Swedish. And discovered that we were Finished with Swedish! We've now done full body sessions. That's it. The last 4 and a half months of my life came to fruition and I didn't even realize that it was happening until it was Over! Well, sort of over. We still have the clinic with the public and practice sessions to get ready for the clinic and of course we will be using these techniques in all of our work from here on out...

But I am claiming some semblance of achievement and closure. At least for tonight.

Ahem!

It Is--Sort Of, To Some Extent, In a Manner of Speaking, Partially--Finished!