So, Dr. J got through his dissertation defense, and we are now spending a dreary Saturday NOT THINKING ABOUT DISSERTATIONS AT ALL. Tonight he is making dinner. We watched some TV. We may go out to see some music, and then go to a party. Maybe some of you out there understand how colossal this all is, and how completely normal it has been for these to be impossible scenarios.
(I promise to stop calling him Dr. J eventually, but I'm running with it for at least a week.)
I've been trying to pick his brain about how it feels to be post-defense, but he is as usual a cool cucumber. I am visibly excited, and have to hold myself back from making lists of things I want to start doing again. Oddly, going to bed at the same time was something I forgot used to be normal. So that was awesome. Though long hours away from home, staying up hours after me, never doing anything more than going out for dinner has been our normal for years, I'm glad to go back to the old normal.
I'm also glad I can stop trying to find meaning through PhD Comics.