30 Before 30: Complete my Masters of Business Administration


I have been waiting patiently for this screen, shown below (with my edits of excitement):



That's right! I am officially done! I have completed my Masters of Business Administration and now I must merely wait to receive my diploma (and eventually frame it). There is not an official graduation ceremony at the conclusion of the summer semesters so if I decide to walk it won't happen until December. This has been a long time coming. I began this program back in August 2011 and was projected to finish by May 2013; however, life and a full-time job happened so it added on an additional year and a half. I am so excited to be finished!





                     

Photo Credits: Jessica McCravy Studios


Many have asked me, "What's next?" Honestly, I am not 100% sure. I am still deeply considering law school; however, it will be quite some time before we are ready to relocate so that I can pursue that dream. For now I will simply enjoy life, work hard, and help Steven finish his degree(s). 




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