chasing the wild geese

I spent the morning and afternoon trying some more calculations which, as it turns out, simply didn't work. Sigh. Therefore of the 6 1/2 hours of Uni work I did today, 4 hours, 40 minutes turned out to be a waste of time. However, after I gave up on that attempt and went for a walk I suddenly started being productive--this evening I managed to write an additional 759 words and completed another 6 figures and tables for the thesis, and there was much rejoicing!

And my advisor has finally returned the chapter he looking at, so as soon as I get this one done (soon, I hope!) I've got plenty to do for the next.


I have also determined that we control freaks don't like letting others do for us. With the date of our move starting to loom closer clovis_t has started the process of packing our books. My did I have a reaction to that--I am *not* accustomed to anyone other than me packing my books, and whilst he is keeping an inventory of which books are going into which box, still I'm a twitching for not doing it myself. I so need to learn to delegate! And since I *can* let him do the books, and he can't do my thesis, I'll learn to cope, but still! And knowing that I won't be unpacking them when we move in with his parents doesn't help. I am normally a unpack everything and have all the books on the shelves and everything else put away within two weeks of moving into a place, but we don't know how long we will be here or how much notice we will have before moving, and there isn't much room in the one room we will have at their house, so it *does* make more sense to pack things well enough to ship them, and leave them packed while we stay there. But darn it, those are my books, I love them. Even when I don't have time to read them, I still want to be able to gaze upon their spines and marvel upon them...

chasing the wild geese

I spent the morning and afternoon trying some more calculations which, as it turns out, simply didn't work. Sigh. Therefore of the 6 1/2 hours of Uni work I did today, 4 hours, 40 minutes turned out to be a waste of time. However, after I gave up on that attempt and went for a walk I suddenly started being productive--this evening I managed to write an additional 759 words and completed another 6 figures and tables for the thesis, and there was much rejoicing!

And my advisor has finally returned the chapter he looking at, so as soon as I get this one done (soon, I hope!) I've got plenty to do for the next.


I have also determined that we control freaks don't like letting others do for us. With the date of our move starting to loom closer clovis_t has started the process of packing our books. My did I have a reaction to that--I am *not* accustomed to anyone other than me packing my books, and whilst he is keeping an inventory of which books are going into which box, still I'm a twitching for not doing it myself. I so need to learn to delegate! And since I *can* let him do the books, and he can't do my thesis, I'll learn to cope, but still! And knowing that I won't be unpacking them when we move in with his parents doesn't help. I am normally a unpack everything and have all the books on the shelves and everything else put away within two weeks of moving into a place, but we don't know how long we will be here or how much notice we will have before moving, and there isn't much room in the one room we will have at their house, so it *does* make more sense to pack things well enough to ship them, and leave them packed while we stay there. But darn it, those are my books, I love them. Even when I don't have time to read them, I still want to be able to gaze upon their spines and marvel upon them...