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I seem to have come out of the depression I was in for most of last weekend, at least in terms of not wanting to do anything, which is good. And I don't hate absolutely everything the way I did on Monday, which is good. Lily has new prescription food, and ate half a can of it this morning, which is good (although she still has time to decide she hates it, so I'm not dancing in the streets yet). She's supposed to eat two teeny cans a day according to the Royal Canin feeding instructions, but she isn't a foie gras goose, and I expect her stomach has shrunk some while she was starving herself, AND I don't want to be either throwing away uneaten food or cleaning up barf if she eats too much.
I'm still annoyed at the ten million projects that keep arriving on my doorstep, because the list never seems to get any shorter. I sent off a massive spreadsheet that took me a week of data entry, and then got handed rearranging the curriculum map again. I arranged the guest lectures for the faculty search, and then got handed a list of files the dean wants for a meeting next week (which I am not the only person with access to, but I'm the one who can find them fast). I sent off the CODA reports to be somebody else's problem for a minute, and got handed an honorarium payment to arrange. I sent off the Visiting Committee report, and got handed a data collection project from five years of graduation surveys. Job security is one thing, but I'd like to stop being in the Other People's Research Data Supply business. It takes a while to compile data in massive spreadsheets on a 16" laptop.
My tax refunds came through this week, and since tax refunds are traditionally mad money, I invested in a somewhat fancy burr coffee grinder. The teeny blade one I have doesn't grind all the beans, and I think I bought it in 2003 or so anyway, so I don't feel too bad about the upgrade. I just hope the new one will fit on the butcher block with the coffee machine. We shall see, I guess. (Update: it does! And so does the coffee can, in case I can't fit an entire can of coffee in the grinder.)
I'm still annoyed at the ten million projects that keep arriving on my doorstep, because the list never seems to get any shorter. I sent off a massive spreadsheet that took me a week of data entry, and then got handed rearranging the curriculum map again. I arranged the guest lectures for the faculty search, and then got handed a list of files the dean wants for a meeting next week (which I am not the only person with access to, but I'm the one who can find them fast). I sent off the CODA reports to be somebody else's problem for a minute, and got handed an honorarium payment to arrange. I sent off the Visiting Committee report, and got handed a data collection project from five years of graduation surveys. Job security is one thing, but I'd like to stop being in the Other People's Research Data Supply business. It takes a while to compile data in massive spreadsheets on a 16" laptop.
My tax refunds came through this week, and since tax refunds are traditionally mad money, I invested in a somewhat fancy burr coffee grinder. The teeny blade one I have doesn't grind all the beans, and I think I bought it in 2003 or so anyway, so I don't feel too bad about the upgrade. I just hope the new one will fit on the butcher block with the coffee machine. We shall see, I guess. (Update: it does! And so does the coffee can, in case I can't fit an entire can of coffee in the grinder.)