Happy with Job
Yesterday was a very good day.
I found some very important papers that were very useful to me. I am getting ready for a presentation to my group tomorrow and all my data is coming together very nicely. It's nice to see that some of my work paid off. (Some went into miserable, wretched dead ends full of corpses and rats, but I hacked my way out)
Then I met with some people I'm volunteering with to help run a conference in the spring. It's a student run conference and the first one was last year, but the whole thing is just amazingly impressive. I'm thrilled to be part of it. I can't get over who we can ask (and get) to talk. I was kinda kidding when I suggested Al Gore.
I randomly got put in a group that includes this amazing guy (who set up the conference last year) that my labmate kept saying I should meet. He knows everyone and everything and has such a handle on all the research going on out there. I think that working with him may be the single most important career move I've made. I will learn so much and just knowing him is useful.
He's also a great guy and fun to talk to (which is why he knows everyone). We stayed at the pub till almost midnight last night talking and drinking and discussing research. It was great. It was what acedemia should be.
And Mr Bob kept dinner warm for me when I got home and listened to me ramble about our cool conference. I know I'm lucky. Not all guys would be thrilled that their wife spent 3 hours in a bar with some guy. Hell, Mr Bob wouldn't have been thrilled 10 years ago. It takes a while to really develop the trust and comfort.
I am going to miss this place so much, it's ridiculous. It's odd because I didn't want to come here at all. Mr Bob basically dragged me after the most difficult few months in our entire relationship. (Actually, that was one of the two triggers that made me decide I wanted to get married. I figured that if that was as bad as it got in 13 years, I could handle it. If we could disagree so strongly, yet still discuss things in a reasonable fashion and still enjoy each others company that was good)
The time down here has been nothing like what I expected.
BTW, Hi to Monsty, Caps and Meemo who I haven't seen in a while. Welcome (back) to my bloggy place.
posted by Aislinn Sirk @ 8:58 PM
12 Comments:
What was the other trigger in deciding to get married?
*heh-hem*
Do you ever hide behind a door and scare Mr. Bob? I do that to my DH all the time. Good times. Fun to watch him jump. Keeps them on their toes.
Of course we don't wear lab coats so we are not that cool.
I learn so many things in your blog, Bob. Like drinking until midnight in pubs is what academia should be. Most people don't admit that, you know.
You know, I think Sneezy should go and count those cards again. I bet she doesn't have all 52.
*points and laughs luridly at Bob the Geek*
I refuse to be laughed at by crazy cat ladies!
And Swami, I am a firm believer that much great science is done drunk.
It relaxes the brain a little and you have a different perspective (talking to people also helps).
Now, these brilliant ideas should not be carried out in the lab while drunk. That? is a very bad idea.
Hey! Who you calling a crazy cat lady? I have dogs! Oh and kids. Call me crazy lady with no birth control but don't call me crazy cat lady!
It's probably best you don't call me a lady at all.
*poot*
An yet, we still don't know what the other trigger was...
It takes a while to really develop the trust and comfort.
That is so true! Bob is very wise. :)
Zombs has me cracking up!
Bob, you left out whether the great guy is hot or not. So?
Am I the only one here who doesn't have cats?
I'm not answering any more questions.
But mm, the guy is not hot. He is just fantastic to work with. Mr Bob called him my crush, so I decided I would stop talking about him. I'm excited about the conference. I haven't worked on any policy type issues related to the environment for years and it's good to be back in it.
It's also rare to meet someone who completely blows me away with his knowledge and intelligence and also niceness. He'll run the world at some point.
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