I could almost be convinced that the weather doesn't suck any more, except that I know it's a lie and the heat will return soon. Damn you, summer, go away!
How is life already so crazy that I'm eating dinner at 8?
Partner is waiting, as usual, on news regarding his job situation for the rest of the year - until then we can't make many plans for the near future, since his schedule will be very different depending upon the outcome. I'm waiting to see what happens before scheduling weekend activities, which is kinda irritating.
Fighting the urge to snark at insane manuscript reviewers in my response. Who, I ask you, has the time to submit pages of line-by-line inane commentary on a manuscript? This person needs to get a hobby.
Rewriting an NSF that might actually maybe perhaps have a chance of being funded.
Debating: Sewer Line Insurance? Probably a good idea. Overly expensive, though.
I'm an idiot and decided to up my field trip count for my fall course, which means that I need to go scout some field trips and then take students on said field trips. Whose bright idea was this, again? But, I otherwise have a bit of a slower year this year in terms of travel, so that will be nice - one conference, maybe two if I get ambitious, this fall, and NO FIELD WORK this winter. It's insanity. I don't know what I'll do with myself.
If I can get myself motivated enough to finish these damned revisions, that will be a good first step.
Summer, it is over, and I've been really out of touch. Thankfully my return to normalcy includes regular internet access.
To sum up about two months of life:
First, I had my very first hit of serious sexism-in-academia, a very negative resulting week, and a lot of rage. Luckily I was too busy to really dwell on things in the immediate aftermath, but I will say that I have some fabulous peers who encouraged me to seek some support against false accusations that could potentially come back to bite me. I also have an amazing Dean, which is another great benefit. I will be stepping away from this entire situation in the near future, despite the science that won't be pursued as a result. Not worth it.
After this debacle, I was off on eight weeks of field work with people I really enjoy working with, and I appreciated that even more after such a negative beginning to the summer. It was a great season, though insanely exhausting and a lot of work. We laid a lot of groundwork for future seasons, and I now hold a key to our project apartment abroad, which is a strange thing to me but a good sign of stability.
I had brilliantly arranged for a very physical vacation post-summer, so Partner and I were off a few days after I got home to walk through the woods and hang out on the water. It was great, but I was a little worn out after the summer and my body did not particularly appreciate sleeping on the ground. Still, good times, and nice to spend some time with Partner after such a long absence.
Now, back to the office, manuscript revisions, frantic prep for lectures that I am not ready to give. But, it is nice to be back to a different kind of work. A few weeks of yoga and I may finally feel like the summer is behind me.
Associate Professor in ____ science at a Small Liberal Arts College (SLAC). Supporting Partner through a little later-life student-hood. Welcomed Kiddo in 2014. Really liking this job, even when it gets rough.