I passed my comps yesterday. Whew! They put me at the long end of the table and three scholars sat at the other end and asked questions. Like that wasn't intimidating? Afterward someone told me that based on Oxford tradition, those sitting for comps have to sit at least a sword's length away from their reviewers. Ha!

Once I found out my results, I ran to finish teaching a class, grabbed a fast-food dinner for my family, and sent my hubby off to Denver on a 9:40 PM flight. We'll have to have a delayed celebration. He is supposed to return tonight--it's just a quick trip to possibly negotiate a big deal relating to micro businesses that will benefit our friends in Africa. But I have a flight out of here at Wednesday to spend four days in Oregon with my sis, meeting with my agent, seeing my family, watching my nephew in "Fiddler on the Roof," and teaching a writing workshop. Remember--my comps got delayed, so this was not supposed to ALL happen this week!

This morning I gathered all the books I need to return to three different places. It makes for quite a stack. I look forward to reclaiming the bedroom floor. Of course I have lots of reading ahead as I write my dissertation. But that intimidates me far less than having to remember a bunch of stuff when I sat in front of three scholars. I survived! Thanks be to God and all my supportive family and friends.