finals

It's the time of the semester again: finals week. I just turned in two papers, one on depression, and one on needle-exchange in Connecticut. The needle-exchange one was a semester-long group project involving interviews, and all sorts of local politics that I would have rather not had to have dealt with. But that's how public health practice goes, I suppose. It's a big relief to have those two papers in (one of them was 56 pages). But instead of being less stressed, I just am thinking about the other project, statistical analysis, and two essays I have to still turn in. Oy.

It will be over soon. Except that as soon as it's over, I fly to Amsterdam. Then as soon as I get back from there, I have to start packing up our apartment. More oy.

I'm looking forward to a relaxing summer.