Hmm. My mother still has a boss. Is she doing tenure wrong?

Why do I keep thinking it's Wednesday? I'm getting all confused with trying to plan my week.

Huh, we must be in the same alternate reality. I even went to put my trash out, because Wednesday. But not so much. (Also Hil, as far as vague plans go, I should be in Otter Lake in a couple weeks to stay for a month or so if you want to work in an Adirondack retreat)

libkitty, breathing is da bomb. Go drugs!

Also Hil, school as long as possible. Learning good, and you are good at it. Both DH and I plan to go back as soon as possible. Every single phase of this life has the joys, sorrows, and lessons. But being in school is uniquely satisfying because it is (mostly) one of the few times where my effort alone determines the outcome. Not so much in other pursuits.

Aww Aims, sorry that you are feeling what all of us NOT IN LA feel on a regular basis.

As a final note. I worked my ass off today, not unusual. But in between working on my actual work I had such fun playing with images for Plei. So much not what I was supposed to be doing in Paint Shop. So much more fun! If I spent more than a few minutes at this I could be like Gud. Anyway, thanks for the delightful distraction and I hope you had a lovely 33. (Damn! You are more than 20 years younger than me chickee!)

I've heard that at those job things you have a boss who tells you what to do, and you have to think about things that other people are interested in rather than the things that you are interested in, and you hardly ever get a year off for a sabbatical, and they expect you to show up at the same time every day even if you are working on something really exciting and don't want to go in. It's true about the much higher salaries but, hey, did I mention the thing about having a boss?

Ah. Right.

OK. In the spirit of that, and because I've been working way too long hours lately for no good reason, and because I don't actually have any reason to be in the office tomorrow, I'm going to take tomorrow off. Instead of working, I will ... um. Do something else. Ah! I will go grocery shopping, take a bike ride, and make cupcakes. Or maybe spend all afternoon playing DDR. And talk to my super about whey, when I've got the air conditioner on full blast, it's still 76 degrees in my apartment.

Aww Aims, sorry that you are feeling what all of us NOT IN LA feel on a regular basis.

I smell sarcasm mixed in with the love.

Must be Bitches.

Hmm. My mother still has a boss. Is she doing tenure wrong?

Is she in a Med School setting? The heirarchical culture of medicine trumps the idealism of academia every time.

In theory the president of the university is my boss, but the only time he ever told me to do anything was my first week here, when he said "Do good work." That was fifteen years ago.

Also Hil, as far as vague plans go, I should be in Otter Lake in a couple weeks to stay for a month or so if you want to work in an Adirondack retreat

Ooooooh.

First, a most excellent post number there, Hil. Second, insent with more Otter Lake info.

The good mood is partially because I think I have found the One True ADHD Medication, which is a tremendous relief.

My glad-for-Kristin is mixed with envy.

But being in school is uniquely satisfying because it is (mostly) one of the few times where my effort alone determines the outcome. Not so much in other pursuits.

Whole lotta envy for the people who live in that universe. For me, school was mixed up together with a bunch of unmixy things like a class and work schedule that left me 27 1/2 hrs of things to do every day (not including studying for exams), untreated ADD, and post-viral syndrome.

Is she in a Med School setting? The heirarchical culture of medicine trumps the idealism of academia every time.

Ah, that'd be it. I'm not sure she only teaches in med school, but she definitely teaches in med school.

No doubt about that, WindSparrow. I graduated form HS in 1972 and got my BS in 1987. Yep, that would be 15 years. I worked full time the whole way. (and paid for the whole thing myself, unlike my full ride DH, although he paid in other ways) It still is one of the few things that I had only myself to credit or blame for getting through.

I had a GF that worked as a nurse while she was in school. Back in the days where they had rotating shifts. She worked a different shift at the hospital every 2 weeks. And she worked at a local dinner theater. She used to have a calendar where she would plot out her sleeping time. (before computers) She was so organized she boggled my mind. 3 hours here, 4 hours there. She stressed that sleep was essential to making her insane schedule work. Seriously, I don't have that level of scheduling skill.