Done!

We've accomplished two things this week:

1. The parlor is finally done. Or at least, as done as it is going to get for now. We still have to do something about the floor moulding in the bay. And we need to put shoe moulding around the room. But still, it is done. As soon as I can get the Good Mr. Dr. to post the pictures to Picasa, I'll let you know.

2. My committee chair approved the final version of the dissertation. All I have to do now is submit it to ProQuest.

I also ordered my graduation announcements. The university wanted us to use this cheap company which provided a poor quality product. The sample they sent us was just terrible. I could do something better on my own computer. But I don't have time for that. So, I decided that I wanted to use a local printer. For the same amount of money, I could get a nicer announcement. And I can keep my money in my own community. After some negotiations with the university, they agreed to send the university seal to the printer. So, I should get them this week. Keep your eyes open next week for a mailing from us.

I started to work on the sewing room last night. I need to set it up to be a guest room for the Big Family Visit. The biggest challenge was building the futon we got from Freecycle. There were no instructions, so I had to simply figure it out. It took about 3 hours but it was easier than putting together the dresser we got from Ikea.

In other news: the Good Mr. Dr. returned from fancy-pants university on Tuesday evening. The birdies are happy that he's back. So am I.

I will end this post with a funny story:

We made the flight reservations for Mom, Dad, and the Banana a month or so ago to come for the graduation. My sister and her family are also coming. She made their flight reservations just this week. My sister has been flying all over the country in the last month, so I've not spoken with her about anything, much less the parent's flight arrangements. However, it turns out that my sister and her family are on the exact same flight, in the exact same row as the parents and the Banana. Weird, heh? Looks like an intervention from a higher power to me.