When I got to the gym I realized there were only 10 minutes left of Monday-Bachelor night! Fortunately there was a whole other hour on after the main show. Last week I was chillaxing and I saw a flier advertising a visit from one of the professors at the school where I did my PhD coursework. I talked to some people and ended up at a dinner tonight with him and a few professors in the department where I teach. I had all kinds of anxiety about the dinner - I was pretty sure someone was going to call me out for being adjunct or for being a grad school dropout or for reflecting poorly on one or both schools. Yeah - I have zero academic self-esteem right now. But really the dinner was kind of fun and I realized that in real life no one is as hard on me as I am on myself, and I had a really good little talk with the guest professor about what I would need to do to finish (which was why I wanted to go to the dinner in the first place). It's nice when things don't go the way I'm afraid they will. :) Also, Elliott still has the cold I accidentally gave her and it's so so sad. *I moved over the mile from Sunday so it would count on this week's graph.
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