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jawnbcFew things please me more than cheating the universe out of an extra hour's sleep. Real or imagined. Remind me of this when I gripe in the Spring about the opposite--though I love love love the long summer evenings. But I'm paradoxical like that. Go me, go maith léisceal.
Having been very productive yesterday, I'm gonna try and repeat that today. I'm working on a funding application to research the role mentorship plays in training health services researchers. If the $$$ comes through, I'd have some job security and a fair bit of autonomy for the next couple of years. It's got to be in the can and submitted on 15/11, and I'm feeling increasingly confident. Remind me of this when I'm grinding my teeth to the root and my colon is spasming on 14/11.
I also have to prep a lecture for tomorrow evening (class is going well), and a few odds and ends. There's an article to (still) finished, (always) some literature to review. I've abluted, but I need to eat too. Hello? Waiter? Is this anyone's station? :(
I am, however, in need of more human contact outside of work and marriage. Before I moved to Australia I was in the trenches of grad skool (I did my PhD in 3 years, while working 20-30 hours a week); I could only sustain my most important friendships, so when I did find a window of time to socialize, I felt awkward ringing up The Ignored and offering them the privilege of my company for a (on my terms, of course) limited timeframe. So for the most part I didn't. I'm back in that space now, since I've been away a few years--and, surprisingly, a few pals and I have outgrown each other. That's especially true of my grad skool friends, some of whom are only now wrapping things up. There's no animosity (that I'm aware of), but our commonality has eroded.
There are, of course, several people on here that would be great to spend some time with. But being on the same slab of land doesn't necessarily make that any easier.
I'm OK, actually I'm good. Just a bit of longing. Best I get some of this work done, so I can pick up the phone perhaps a bit later this arvo.
Having been very productive yesterday, I'm gonna try and repeat that today. I'm working on a funding application to research the role mentorship plays in training health services researchers. If the $$$ comes through, I'd have some job security and a fair bit of autonomy for the next couple of years. It's got to be in the can and submitted on 15/11, and I'm feeling increasingly confident. Remind me of this when I'm grinding my teeth to the root and my colon is spasming on 14/11.
I also have to prep a lecture for tomorrow evening (class is going well), and a few odds and ends. There's an article to (still) finished, (always) some literature to review. I've abluted, but I need to eat too. Hello? Waiter? Is this anyone's station? :(
I am, however, in need of more human contact outside of work and marriage. Before I moved to Australia I was in the trenches of grad skool (I did my PhD in 3 years, while working 20-30 hours a week); I could only sustain my most important friendships, so when I did find a window of time to socialize, I felt awkward ringing up The Ignored and offering them the privilege of my company for a (on my terms, of course) limited timeframe. So for the most part I didn't. I'm back in that space now, since I've been away a few years--and, surprisingly, a few pals and I have outgrown each other. That's especially true of my grad skool friends, some of whom are only now wrapping things up. There's no animosity (that I'm aware of), but our commonality has eroded.
There are, of course, several people on here that would be great to spend some time with. But being on the same slab of land doesn't necessarily make that any easier.
I'm OK, actually I'm good. Just a bit of longing. Best I get some of this work done, so I can pick up the phone perhaps a bit later this arvo.
