I hate when ALL of the tech people on the east coast go to lunch at the same time. Because when the piece of equipment I am trying to fix heats up to WELL about the recommended 290 + or - 10 degrees, I want help NOW. Not 45 minutes from now. I haven’t had breakfast. I want to get on the road back to my house. And here I am sitting around waiting for ALL of the tech people to come back from lunch.
Bastards.
This morning I had to wake up to an alarm, which is the first time in about two weeks I had to do that. I had to get to my massage appointment in Davis on time! And I have never had an hour of massage feel so good or last such a long time. You know how time flies when you are doing something you want to. Well it was totally not flying like I had expected. And I feel totally relaxed. The only thing that would have been better was if it was at the end of my day or lasted all day long. Because after the massage, the following things happened:
1. Porter has to cancel our lunch plans because someone called in to say that they were going to miss their two classes this afternoon and that Porter needed to cover, and
2. I have a meeting with my boss in approximately 20 minutes. In which I have a lot to talk to him about, but alas drove ~1.75 hours to “chat” with him about my progress. So either I need to start making WAY more progress before I drive all the way out here, or we need to work on these meetings.
I have about three weeks to finish my dissertation. I am trying to physche myself into believing that it is going to be done. However, I am always trying to distract myself from getting it done. Last night I sat in front of my computer for three hours and added only three sentences to the overall paper. That is only ONE sentence per hour! At that rate, I will NEVER get done with the thing on time. However, I am going to talk to my boss about the difference between my dissertation and my publications. Because my dissertation doesn’t have to be nearly as polished as a publication and quite honestly, if I wasn’t dicking around trying to get my dissertation in the “published paper” format, I would probably already have moved onto the last chapter. But as far as I can tell, I will have the second chapter back to him for review by the end of this week and then I will spend two whole days doing nothing but data analysis for the third chapter. And then…. then I will finish that third chapter lickitty split.
I only tell you all of this because I need to tell someone. And my boss, he won’t believe me. So there ya have it. Michie’s graduation path.
Please note, that I haven’t mentioned the stress or anxiety that I feel because I don’t really have a job that meets my monthly budget. But that is a basket case convo for another day.
