So I sent out my first version of my dissertation. A 112 page volume that chronicles my 5 years’ worth of research. With a huge table of contents and list of figures.

And then….

I didn’t know what to do with myself. I had nothing to work on. Sure I could clean my house. But that was it! I was going to get out the sewing machine. But first I figured I would do a load of laundry and go through the mail.

And that was enough time for one of my committee members to review the chapters and send me a critique back.

And here I am with work to finish. I am kind of glad. But he wants me to add a whole chapter. Which is as bad as it sounds, but not as bad as it sounds. It is hard because I have to take things that I have already said twice in this work of art and write it yet a third different way. But I will manage. And I will send out a new version to my other two signees. One of whom is my advisor.

The hardest part of the this process (besides getting Word to do what I want it to do and coming up with unique and creative thoughts to describe my work) had been getting other people’s input. I knew that one of my committee members was going to be out of town this weekend and that his input was going to come by Tuesday. But my main advisor isn’t responding to my emails, so I don’t know if he is out of town too.

HELLO! I am not getting a vacation here!!!

Just kidding. This is my own fault for procrastinating.

Well last night and this morning i had my first frustration. It is one of those - can’t control things - and I know it is really my issue and not his - but it is still frustrating. And to top it off I am still pissed off this morning. I have to get over this before our trip today.

Basically here is my frustration:
I rushed home from what I was doing so that we could go to the store together and then pack. When i got home he was sleeping. I made some dinner for myself and told him I would be in to wake him up in a hour so that we could go to the store. An hour later - as promised - i woke him up. He said he didnt want to go. I told him fine and then said when i get back we could pack.

I go to the store - spend an hour there and head home. Once home, he is still sleeping. I wake him up and say that I have to pack. He said fine and that he would get up in a few minutes and pack.

I got my packing done last night and slept on the couch. He slept through the whole night and packed this morning.

I planned a pretty long hike for Saturday. This morning when packing i asked if he needed to borrow a pair of wool socks. He said - well we arent going to do much hiking are we? Hello - I just sent you an itinerary of what the weekend was going to look like!

Then I said - well you are also going to need to wool socks for when you sleep. He said - well we will be inside why do I need wool socks. WE ARE GOING CAMPING! He said - what? We are going camping and sleeping in a tent? I didnt know this.

WHAT THE HELL HAVE I BEEN PLANNING THIS ENTIRE TIME? I SENT HIM LINKS!

So in addition to the not getting help packing - there is obviously a HUGE communication gap occurring somewhere.

I really need to get over this before we leave or this is going to be a really long weekend.

Well I am five hours away rom my current home and I am interviewing for another teaching position.

So far the best part is that I rented a Prius to get here and I really loved it.

The next best thing is that I am only about 5 miles from the ocean so I am going out to get fish and chips tonight.

The next best thing is that my hotel room has internet access.

The next best thing is that I am almost ready for my two day interview.

That’s right 2 DAY INTERVIEW.

I am just taking a short little break from writing like a fool to let you know that… well… I am writing like a fool. It seems that I will never make my advisor happy. I just hope that some day in life I will have a boss that is pleased with the work I do 99% of the time. But then I guess that means I need to be my own boss, huh?

The last few days have been really hot here. Like, “You’ve got to be kidding me! It isn’t August yet, is it?” HOT. Makes me want to move to Oregon. Or the ocean. Either way.

I had a job interview on Monday. It was a telephone interview. It is hard to say how it went. And I have another phone interview today for a different job. We’ll see how things go.