Incoming Bundle of Stress
I know I should frame positive thoughts about this stuff like Mom advocates, but I can feel it closing in. Stress. Lots of it. And, as usual, most of it is my own fault.
This semester has just been so sort of la-de-da with everything important staying safely in the distance. And now we're in the last week of classes. Assessment essays are due in two weeks (possibly one for me), work placements are incoming, and dissertation proposals are due.
I'm a little irked about the dissertation proposals because we only got the forms and advice a week or so ago, yet they mention starting to brainstorm at the end of autumn semester. I have a feeling my program's between department status has gotten us dropped in a crack again. Last semester we got almost all information from Dev and this semester we got almost everything from Lit. Therefore, it stands to reason that we missed some junk. Ergh.
On the plus side, I had a really nice time with my mom in London, Cromer, and Norwich. I was absolutely spartan about pictures in Norwich (last three).
Mom also sat and chatted with me about my dissertation last night, so that was helpful. I fear I mostly looked at her with my deer-caught-in-the-headlights look, but I *was* listening and it *was* helpful. We talked about something concerned with how children perceive discrimination cross-culturally and how they initiate addressing discrimination through dramatic play (if they do...). We also talked about researcher as subject and a consideration of how an outsider approaches a "development" situation while trying not to impose their own values on other people. All a bit complicated, but hey, it's got to be 15,000 words. I need to get an audio recorder to take with me and I need to look into a Romanian tutor and/or interpreter.
Anyway, despite getting up at what I consider an unreasonable time this morning (to see Mom off), I've managed to procrastinate the morning away.
So, to work.
This semester has just been so sort of la-de-da with everything important staying safely in the distance. And now we're in the last week of classes. Assessment essays are due in two weeks (possibly one for me), work placements are incoming, and dissertation proposals are due.
I'm a little irked about the dissertation proposals because we only got the forms and advice a week or so ago, yet they mention starting to brainstorm at the end of autumn semester. I have a feeling my program's between department status has gotten us dropped in a crack again. Last semester we got almost all information from Dev and this semester we got almost everything from Lit. Therefore, it stands to reason that we missed some junk. Ergh.
On the plus side, I had a really nice time with my mom in London, Cromer, and Norwich. I was absolutely spartan about pictures in Norwich (last three).
Mom also sat and chatted with me about my dissertation last night, so that was helpful. I fear I mostly looked at her with my deer-caught-in-the-headlights look, but I *was* listening and it *was* helpful. We talked about something concerned with how children perceive discrimination cross-culturally and how they initiate addressing discrimination through dramatic play (if they do...). We also talked about researcher as subject and a consideration of how an outsider approaches a "development" situation while trying not to impose their own values on other people. All a bit complicated, but hey, it's got to be 15,000 words. I need to get an audio recorder to take with me and I need to look into a Romanian tutor and/or interpreter.
Anyway, despite getting up at what I consider an unreasonable time this morning (to see Mom off), I've managed to procrastinate the morning away.
So, to work.