OK, so tired
Maybe I should rename The Sweet Boy to The Sweet Beau. Still TSB so it is easy on me.
Yes, still sweet. And I am exhausted. Not from that, but from trying to accommodate a whole 'nother person into my already full and tight schedule. Right now, sleep time seems to be taking a hit. This is not a good situation, because when I get overtired, I turn into a crabby abby. Any other time this would be acceptable, but tonight I am supposed to meet TSB for dinner with a group of his friends. Not an opportune time to be cranky. I have to snap out of this.
The department is not helping, or rather the life sciences and the university as a whole is not helping. On the department level, there are faculty candidates coming at the rate of 2/week. This is in addition to all of the other talks that we must attend. The life sciences as a whole are looking for four new faculty - that's a lot of talks. There were three today alone. And then the University pitched in the other day and evacuated the whole of the 'Science Center' because of an anonymous email threat against a liberal arts department. I guess if there are threats against any of the departments, the default is to clear the sciences. On one level, this seems prudent. On another, I needed to get enzyme assays done and we had the service guy here for the defunct FPLC. Me: "Uh, hi, we have to leave. Now. Mandatory evacuation." Him: "Why?" Me: "I dunno. We gotta go, apparently. When can you come back?" Him: "Not any time soon. Sorry."
So the machine is still down and my assays had to be done yesterday. And like an idiot, I volunteered to cook for TSB. Really did not need the extra stress, but hey, it's me. I thrive on stress. And here I just told one of my therapists that I felt more in control and was getting better on assessing my limits. Hah!
OK, gotta go shine. There is more to each of these stories, but no time to regale them now.
ciao
Yes, still sweet. And I am exhausted. Not from that, but from trying to accommodate a whole 'nother person into my already full and tight schedule. Right now, sleep time seems to be taking a hit. This is not a good situation, because when I get overtired, I turn into a crabby abby. Any other time this would be acceptable, but tonight I am supposed to meet TSB for dinner with a group of his friends. Not an opportune time to be cranky. I have to snap out of this.
The department is not helping, or rather the life sciences and the university as a whole is not helping. On the department level, there are faculty candidates coming at the rate of 2/week. This is in addition to all of the other talks that we must attend. The life sciences as a whole are looking for four new faculty - that's a lot of talks. There were three today alone. And then the University pitched in the other day and evacuated the whole of the 'Science Center' because of an anonymous email threat against a liberal arts department. I guess if there are threats against any of the departments, the default is to clear the sciences. On one level, this seems prudent. On another, I needed to get enzyme assays done and we had the service guy here for the defunct FPLC. Me: "Uh, hi, we have to leave. Now. Mandatory evacuation." Him: "Why?" Me: "I dunno. We gotta go, apparently. When can you come back?" Him: "Not any time soon. Sorry."
So the machine is still down and my assays had to be done yesterday. And like an idiot, I volunteered to cook for TSB. Really did not need the extra stress, but hey, it's me. I thrive on stress. And here I just told one of my therapists that I felt more in control and was getting better on assessing my limits. Hah!
OK, gotta go shine. There is more to each of these stories, but no time to regale them now.
ciao
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