Drat! Missed Monday.
Hey All,
Sorry that I missed my posting goal for Monday. I wasn't too busy, exactly. I went to lunch with a sister and had a great gab fest. Then went home and took a nap. Got up and had dinner and then watched some fantastic and some not-so-fantastic TV. Followed up by dessert out with the other sister and more gab fest. Throw in a few missed or poorly timed calls from the bf (which I didn't schedule for and felt like I was blowing him off and now feel a little bad about that even though it wasn't what I wanted to do) and you have my day.
I am leaving for the "evil place" tomorrow around lunch. It has become clear that the only way I am going to be able to move forward on the disseration is to stage a sit-in. We had a moment of brightness when he finally e-mailed the Friday before last to say we should schedule a phone meeting. I followed up with a when? when? when? e-mail the same day. Didn't hear back from him for, um, lets see, at least nine days. And all we needed to do was schedule a frickin' phone meeting. This is just stupid. Enough is enough.
Normally, I am suppose to blog about my political topic picked out by the Progressive Blogger Union but I am just not up to it. My mind is elsewhere. Sorry if that is what you were looking forward to. Back to non-political retrospect.
I'm nervous. I have been wanting to reach some sort of conclusion for some time but I was kind of hoping to have a little bit more advisor support in the final crunch than I am (obviously) going to get. I've sort of accepted that my priorities have changed and it isn't life or death if I get or don't get the Ph.D. but it doesn't make me feel less nervous. Spending over five years of my life to not get what I set out to get is just depressing. I am still fighting for it but everyday it gets a little harder. I don't know how I ended up with such a shitty research project or such a crappy "advisor". I didn't know enough chemistry to know better about the research and I didn't know enough about myself to know better about the "advisor". I actually needed an advisor and I got a hands-off, not going to help you, never happy with you boss.
Anyway, I'll be sure to post if there are any ground-breaking developments (which, at this point, would be any developments).
On a personal note, I am going to see the bf in just over a week and I CAN'T WAIT! I haven't seen him since I came back around July 4th. So, something terrible looming in the foreground but something wonderful waiting in the background.
Sorry that I missed my posting goal for Monday. I wasn't too busy, exactly. I went to lunch with a sister and had a great gab fest. Then went home and took a nap. Got up and had dinner and then watched some fantastic and some not-so-fantastic TV. Followed up by dessert out with the other sister and more gab fest. Throw in a few missed or poorly timed calls from the bf (which I didn't schedule for and felt like I was blowing him off and now feel a little bad about that even though it wasn't what I wanted to do) and you have my day.
I am leaving for the "evil place" tomorrow around lunch. It has become clear that the only way I am going to be able to move forward on the disseration is to stage a sit-in. We had a moment of brightness when he finally e-mailed the Friday before last to say we should schedule a phone meeting. I followed up with a when? when? when? e-mail the same day. Didn't hear back from him for, um, lets see, at least nine days. And all we needed to do was schedule a frickin' phone meeting. This is just stupid. Enough is enough.
Normally, I am suppose to blog about my political topic picked out by the Progressive Blogger Union but I am just not up to it. My mind is elsewhere. Sorry if that is what you were looking forward to. Back to non-political retrospect.
I'm nervous. I have been wanting to reach some sort of conclusion for some time but I was kind of hoping to have a little bit more advisor support in the final crunch than I am (obviously) going to get. I've sort of accepted that my priorities have changed and it isn't life or death if I get or don't get the Ph.D. but it doesn't make me feel less nervous. Spending over five years of my life to not get what I set out to get is just depressing. I am still fighting for it but everyday it gets a little harder. I don't know how I ended up with such a shitty research project or such a crappy "advisor". I didn't know enough chemistry to know better about the research and I didn't know enough about myself to know better about the "advisor". I actually needed an advisor and I got a hands-off, not going to help you, never happy with you boss.
Anyway, I'll be sure to post if there are any ground-breaking developments (which, at this point, would be any developments).
On a personal note, I am going to see the bf in just over a week and I CAN'T WAIT! I haven't seen him since I came back around July 4th. So, something terrible looming in the foreground but something wonderful waiting in the background.
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