pa ke estai a mi lado pa siempre cachai
I'm at about the midway point in my research here in Santiago and I don't know whether or not to be nervous, scared, excited, or frustrated. I guess I'm a combination of all four because I really had no idea what to expect when I got myself into this shindig. I spend upwards of 6 hours a day in the library reading microfiche and the rest of my time in bed with Pete watching TV. The most exciting thing we've done (besides dragging a very drunk Pete home at 3 am one Thursday) was cooking gourmet macaroni and cheese last week. So today I stayed home and sat at my computer and did what always makes me feel better - clean out clutter and organize. Just like folding and putting away laundry always calms me down, organizing my email just calmed me down. But I also put together a spreadsheet of governmental officials that I want to start harassing, emailed a few transportation experts back in Boston who might be willing to help me/throw some work my way. I ALSO sent out some resumes and cover letters AND got a response back already! So Calli might not be completely useless for the rest of the summer, thank God.
Organizing all these things makes me feel like I have a better handle on everything that I'm doing here. Which is probably a symptom of a greater issue on being a control freak. I've gotten pretty good about that, at least concerning my personal life. Pete and I have been living rather equitably here in Santiago; he's great about cooking and cleaning and whatnot. I pay for most things, which at the moment is going okay. After all, I was the one who got the big fat check to make this trip happen in the first place. I'm just hoping he thinks it's worth it.
I'm also hoping that I don't screw this all up and actually come out of this with a solid thesis.
Organizing all these things makes me feel like I have a better handle on everything that I'm doing here. Which is probably a symptom of a greater issue on being a control freak. I've gotten pretty good about that, at least concerning my personal life. Pete and I have been living rather equitably here in Santiago; he's great about cooking and cleaning and whatnot. I pay for most things, which at the moment is going okay. After all, I was the one who got the big fat check to make this trip happen in the first place. I'm just hoping he thinks it's worth it.
I'm also hoping that I don't screw this all up and actually come out of this with a solid thesis.