A week ago today I sent my proposal to my supervisor for feedback and review. I didn’t feel ready to share but, as a friend pointed out, “Just get that shit done and send it. You will never be happy with your writing.”
I hate it when people get me.
I was determined to push it off my desk and onto my supervisor’s for the weekend, and I did not open my email for three days so that I could have a weekend. Be normal.
Here in Ontario, what is called Family Day Weekend was the first time in a long while for me to experience normalcy. The first two months of the new year have whirled past: my new job I’m getting used to, I’m back in the language learning classroom as a teacher, and, well, there’s that candidacy I have to declare this year.
So this past weekend I:
- went to the gym twice
- went for AYCE sushi
- ate out a second time
- watched a movie with Thing 3 “from my olden times”. (You’ve Got Mail has stood up well after all these years)
- listened to podcasts
- read a non-academic book
- went for a long walk in the cold sunshine
- baked muffins and a babka
- roasted peppers on the barbeque
- cleaned the house
- slept eight hours each night
Nothing remarkable, but combined with the sunshine on Monday, it charged my battery. I didn’t realize it had drained so much.
I’ve also missed writing here. I had ideas for writing, but no time. I jotted them down in a notebook. There might be a short story there.
My next post returns to #MyResearch. I am determined with my PhD not to make the same disastrous writing mistakes I made when working on my thesis. I’ll share how I have attempted to avoid those errors.