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.
2 comments:
I noticed that the subtitle of the game "Sorry" is "The Game of Sweet Revenge". Maybe your revenge will come when you are a much sought-after speaker/professor/writer and the University comes and begs for your application again:)
I hope the other application goes according to plan. Also, enjoy the last few weeks of easy mobility. Once the baby comes you will not leave the house without three extra bags, a carrier, and another human being.
Tim
You need to work on your evil laugh so you can be prepared when your moment of revenge comes. That would be awesome.
And yes, as Tim said, you are entering a time of decreasing mobility. Enjoy the next few weeks! It doesn't get better until they're six or seven at least. This Saturday will mark my tenth anniversary as a parent. I still feel like I'm missing/forgetting something if I get to go to the store all by myself.
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