Reflections from the liminal stage in my PhD journey

I am typing this, sitting among a pile of boxes and rubbish, as I prepare to move to another house. Life is changing, yet again, and I have to find time to keep doing the important things, such as meeting my deadline for this blog. Try moving in the middle of the week, still having to coordinate getting the kids to school, making sure their uniform is ironed and lunch is made. This morning, I had a mini panic attack thinking I packed my youngest’s school bag with one of the sealed boxes. It’s crazy!