Yesterday afternoon I found out that I was not selected by the board to go to Antarctica. This is mildly disappointing, but I'm not heart-broken. The possibility of going to Antarctica was, like other actually significant events in ones life, a unique opportunity for introspection. The chance that I might leave my current life behind for a year in one of the most remote corners of this beautiful planet made me think about what I'd be giving up. In, short, I like it here. When I was about to rotate off the ship and into my first land assignment I fought to get here (Boulder, the Space Environment Center, Colorado, all of the above) and was given my first choice of assignments. For this I am thankful. Also, I've been planning fun trips and stuff for this summer, and if I had been selected to go to Antarctica I likely wouldn't have been able to do any of them. Of course, I would have had adventures of a different sort.
I am also thankful for all your support and concern as I was making the decision as to whether or not to apply for Antarctica and as I was awaiting the board's recommendation.