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BLEH, by which I mean UGH, by which I mean I left wet sheets in the washing machine for too long and had to re-wash them. I absolutely hate that I've started doing that since the pandemic. But at least I got the washing machine cycle over with and the sheets in the dryer before my 11:00 meeting. (Which means they're dry now and I should remember to go retrieve them.)
And, miracle of miracles, the 11:00 meeting didn't turn into yet another "here, you're good at this, you do it" list item for me. It could have, and I was expecting it to given the people involved.
I still have one more JDE article to revise and I keep lacking the drive to do it. The JDE probably doesn't want to hear from us again already anyway, because I've sent them two other articles in the last two weeks (although they don't know it was me; they think it was the corresponding author). Sooner or later I'm going to have to put on my grown-up waders and go slog through this last article and fix the writing, the citations, the reference list, the section headings, the figures, and the gods only know what else. At least since I'm home, I can put on music while I do it and swear when appropriate. That still doesn't give me any particular desire to do it, though.
Tomorrow it will be two weeks since my first Moderna shot. HUHS said they'd call after three weeks to set up the second one, because they still don't know from week to week how many doses they're going to get. It will be a great relief to have the second shot scheduled, though.
Quirk has been fairly tightly glued to me today and I'm not sure why. I don't mind, because she hasn't discovered the top of the desk yet, so she stays glued to the rug around my chair instead of going and looking out the window. But I don't know why she suddenly felt the need to do that.
And, miracle of miracles, the 11:00 meeting didn't turn into yet another "here, you're good at this, you do it" list item for me. It could have, and I was expecting it to given the people involved.
I still have one more JDE article to revise and I keep lacking the drive to do it. The JDE probably doesn't want to hear from us again already anyway, because I've sent them two other articles in the last two weeks (although they don't know it was me; they think it was the corresponding author). Sooner or later I'm going to have to put on my grown-up waders and go slog through this last article and fix the writing, the citations, the reference list, the section headings, the figures, and the gods only know what else. At least since I'm home, I can put on music while I do it and swear when appropriate. That still doesn't give me any particular desire to do it, though.
Tomorrow it will be two weeks since my first Moderna shot. HUHS said they'd call after three weeks to set up the second one, because they still don't know from week to week how many doses they're going to get. It will be a great relief to have the second shot scheduled, though.
Quirk has been fairly tightly glued to me today and I'm not sure why. I don't mind, because she hasn't discovered the top of the desk yet, so she stays glued to the rug around my chair instead of going and looking out the window. But I don't know why she suddenly felt the need to do that.