To those of you who read that last post as one giant paragraph, I'm very sorry. Blogger on my iPad can't seem to handle even basic formatting such as paragraphs. It's fixed now.
Shark week started this morning. Shoot me. Yay for heightened anxiety. (Not that I don't think almost everything I just rambled about isn't anxiety-worthy on a normal day.)
The guys from the post doc in northern NJ emailed this morning - their higher ups want assurance that I really will be done by August. The Queen and I gave them this assurance, along with a summary of my dissertation writing progress and what's left to do. Since my offer there hinges on this project being funded, I was very, very clear with them when we first started talking about this that I needed to continue looking for other options, and that even if they were funded, if I had a better offer (in terms of money or geography), I'd probably take it. They were totally ok with this, saying I wouldn't be "screwing them over" if I took something else (their words, no joke). Though this was when we all thought they had 9 months to fill the post doc upon receiving project approval/funding, but apparently that has changed to 6 months. And it sounds like they should hear back about their proposal "by May", which for all practical purposes is NOW. Crap. The people in Lancaster had better get their act together and realize they should want me.
Oh, the swamp cooler has been serviced and is running for the year. So there's one thing off the to-do list at least. My mother would have killed me if she'd come out here for commencement and it weren't running yet. (Not that it's running and perfect operation will prevent her from whining about the heat.)
Time to find some caffeine and some chocolate.
I used to be a grad student. And now I'm not (thank goodness). I spent a year as a post doc in industry in Baltimore before starting a "real" job with the same company. These are my tales of science, food, travel, and life.
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