TT- position at the med school I fell in love with and wanted to work at was offered.
TT- position has now been accepted.
Looks like I'll be an Asst. Prof come fall (or the middle of summer which is when Mr. Dr. Zeek and I will trek half-way across country to start up all over again. He's as excited as I am....).
I am scared shitless, reveling in the thought that we "have a home" to go to come this summer and panicking about all that I should be doing right now. But for a moment, I will sit back,drink my coffee and realize this is why I have worked my ass off for for the past too many years to count.
