I woke Alexandra this morning with more than a few gentle nudges and belly tickles. I told her that she couldn't be late for the bus because I had to go work on my thesis today - I'm determined that it will be done today while she's at school.
"Then I'm not going to school," she responded.
"I thought you hated me working on this thesis - if I'm done I won't be so preoccupied with it."
"But I want you to get a better job, Mom. You can't finish you thesis!"
The higher the degree in English, the lower the salary for any job prospects. It's a fear I've been developing - but it was completely brought home to me when my seven year old expressed the same sentiment.
Today I will finish my thesis draft. Tomorrow I will apply at Walmart.
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