Baby!

Well, I finally passed that space on the board where you get kids (or was it a card you draw?). Anyway, I have a baby girl now! She and her Mom are doing very well, and we are all adjust to getting sleep when she decides that we can. For now, we're doing pretty well, actually, and I am only moderately groggy at work. I am back in my office for 4-6 hours a day, and I work at home at least one day a week, for now. This helps K to not get too cagey, I think. She is not working yet, but will return in October.

OK, that's about what is going on here. More from me later!

It's Pop-O-Matic

Wow. Well, just yesterday I wrote about not getting a job, but still having hope for NIH funding. Today, however, the score for my grant came in, and it is clear that my hopes for funding are quite deceased for this granting period. I will not gain funding from NIH before the money in the lab here expires (since it takes so long to get reviewed and all). I will re-apply in the fall for the job at The University, and for the NIH grant. I will also keep applying for other grants and professorships. I think, though, that I'm starting to smell a second post-doc, unless my Principle Investigator (read: my boss) gets her grant funded. Then all will be well for a few years, giving me time to work in a protected environment, publish papers, and apply for jobs. Publishing.. yeah..

back to work

The verdict is in...

I knew that today was going to be a big day. It's been on my mind all weekend that today two separate groups of people would make decisions that would affect my career. I have already heard from one of them: The University will not be offering me the position. They didn't hire anyone for the job, though, and I was encouraged to re-apply in a few months after I have had a little more time in my post-doc (I have only done 3 years, and standard these days is, unfortunately, closer to 5). That stinks, but... well.. that's life. I'll try again when they re-open the position.

The other group considering my fate today is the National Institutes of Health (NIH). They are deciding whether to give me the $1 million (roughly) that I asked them for (I asked nicely), which would get me through the next 5 yrs with flying colors. I won't hear anything at all from them until Thursday, Friday, Monday, Tuesday, etc.

So no stress.

Oh yeah, the baby is fine, too, and will come any time in the next 3-5 weeks.

Again, no stress here.

Oh well, it will all be OK, somehow, just like it always has been. Sooner or later.