Being an ‘academic’ is hard bloomin’ work.
This week hasn’t been a very good one. 
I’ve been buried in marking. ‘Taught’ a class of undergrads who clearly hated my incompetence at trying to explain to them how to use Excel to do data analysis. Which I don’t actually know how to do myself. 
And haven’t found a minute to do any reading for my PhD. Supervisory meeting is in 10 days where I shall be presenting another essay and the details of my pilot study. Interested to know how that’s gonna happen. 
Many people have told me that a PhD is all about highs and lows, peaks and troughs. I just wasn’t expecting the sinking-feeling bits to come so early on. 
Still. Other parts of my life are good. I’m still delighted to be living in Newcastle. Novelty of that hasn’t worn off yet. 
Daddy is coming to visit this weekend. Which always makes me smile. And one specific part of my life is really good. 
I was a bit lot worried earlier this week that it wasn’t gonna get to be good. And I hadn’t realised until I thought it wasn’t going to be good just how good it actually is. But now all is good. Really,really, really good. 
So good that I might actually be motivated to do something productive on my PhD today. Who would have thought it eh?! 
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