Dec 05, 2006 18:22
At the beginning of November I was anxious about my lack of productivity and determined to get my shit together in November. Here we are, December. How did I do? Well, I have an actual Plan of Things to Do with actual specific dates on it, rather than a big messy list of things like Publish Something! and Oh My God Publish Something! I have not started revising my dissertation, because the thought of doing so still makes me nauseous, nor have I begun writing my postdoc opus. And you know what? That's fine. I am working slightly more, but the main progress I see at the other end of November is that I am freaking out way less. Lots of sweet and helpful friends have reminded me that transitions take time and to be a littler easier on myself. Magically, said friends have also managed to refrain from whomping me on my overachieving head with a blunt object or three. Thanks, my lovelies.
And I'm applying for a job. I'm not sure I want this job, to say nothing of my actual chances at it, but applying is an . . . uh . . . interesting experience.
On a totally unrelated and much more fun note:
Travelling I Want to Do in 2007
Hamilton to celebrate certain peoples' birthdays in January (and because going North in January totally makes sense)
Another trip to Virginia in January (this time with F)
Mexico to see my Dad in February (because it's Mexico, and it's February)
London to see Morphine in March? in April? (even though it'll rain a lot then)
Baltimore with Spoo in March (for a conference, actually confirmed if not planned)
Niagara Falls at the end of April for my birthday (decadently trashtastic 30th birthday party seems like a good plan
Saskatchewan at the end of May (contingent on a conference, mostly just an excuse to see family & friends in above-zero temperatures, and hopefully to take shara_fares on the Broadway Bar Crawl)
Prague & Poland in the summer (but not too far into the summer, bleagh too many tourists)
Obviously not all of this is going to happen, because my extensive perusal of celebrity gossip & bad-taste blogs is not earning me millions. Hell, it's not even earning me ones. But it's fun to think about, no?
Wonder if F will have a minor heart attack when he sees this list. Hmmmm. Nah, he'll be fine. We've been going to the gym; his cardiovascular system is spiffy these days.