Just tell me what to do, and I'll do it

EVERY TIME I finally decide to give up all hope of actually getting into Montana State, that professor that keeps telling me to hold on, she has to find funding, writes me to rekindle the possibility. What a sick game to play with my mind! :) So once again, after not speaking with her since October, she said that it might finally happen! Operative word is "might", of course, but it could happen as soon as April. The project wouldn't be my first choice of topics - chemistry of soil or something in wetlands, lots of microscope work - it would be sooo nice to go back to school, back into my "real" field, and NOT move for at least two years. Yeah, the nomadic Lisa is yearning for at least a sliver of solidarity in her always-changing life. Not to say fire isn't awesome and that I'm not excited to lace up those boots again, but that annoying intellectual side of me just won't DIE! and insists that I make use of it. Plus, I'd like to unpack my things from these unsightly boxes and KEEP them out for longer than 5 months. ;)