posted on Dec, 10 2004 @ 03:41 PM
I was invited to apply for a PhD program at a leading school. World-famous professor expressed interest in some of my older work; offered to
recommend me and secure other sponsors.
Frau Dr. didn't want to live in the Frozen wastes of the northern US. (Her only family here lives in SW US). She would have also had to leave her
work and start over with no contacts. And her income had been the bulk of ours while I finished up a masters'.
So I turned it down and went into the "real" world.
Not that I'm filled with regret, though. Graduate school for my previous degrees was intellectually stimulating, but a horrible life of
all-nighters, freaking out over lack of money, and isolation from the rest of humanity (and ESPECIALLY her) while persuing work.
Now, I am home much of the time my kids are. I play with them for probably an hour a day, aside from homework. That would be impossible if Daddy
lived at the campus library.
Plus, I get Fridays off. Today, I played baseball in the backyard w/ my own little team. and when they ran off to play in the pasture behind the
house, Frau Dr. and I made out it the garden swing for 10 minutes or so.
Watching the sunlight dappling her hair, and kissing her neck, I thought to myself that I really am the richest man in America, even the world.
(were working on another strangecraft!)