Home again, home again, jiggery jig

I've been home for just about 24 hours. This past week was fantastic, a true whirlwind of a vacation. The past two years have been all grad school, all the time and it was just pure happenstance that R's wedding was the week after I was done. So essentially I had a congrats on getting my Master's and wow R is getting married holiday. Scotland was beautiful. A crazy heat wave left me with a sunburn while in a place that is supposedly more rainy than my current venue. And a whole bunch of really awesome Scotch has left me with more questions about my future than I really want.

While away I was able to avoid the idea that I need to do a lot more to actually complete my education (so I can give others an education). Yes, the Master's is the basis, but am I really prepared for what I want to do? Will I even be able to get certified in WA with my CA degree or will I have to do more? These are questions I've been ignoring or pretending to deal with for at least the last 8 months. Now I tell people I have a plan, but I don't think I really do. What I think I really have is an idealized notion of what I *want* to happen rather than what I really need. Now I actually need to figure it all out.

And I have to stop being a jackass. On other fronts, I'm a flirt and a tease who hates herself for being so, but does not stop. I'm not truly unreadable. The issue is I'm a bit of a bitch who wants one thing with her heart, but knows better with her head, and will arbitrarily switch between acting with one or the other. So I apologize, it wasn't you, it was me. And on that note, I'm going back to listening to the screamy, angry music from back in the day.

And I've decided I want to get a tattoo.