I had plans to do lots of things this weekend.
I didn't.
I suppose that, after having visitors and travelling in the last ten days I shouldn't be too surprised about that, but I struggle to tell the difference between genuinely needed downtime, laziness, anxiety or procrastination... especially when there are decent grounds to argue for each of these as a cause of inaction.
It's wierd, reading about everyone else starting the semester, especially as PDF and I are both at that point in the summer where we keep saying "I can't wait for the end of September" - which is when our semester starts and so our fieldwork pretty much ends. I have the next four days in the office (actually, in the field Wednesday, and meeting with an overseas grad student who's arriving for training tomorrow every other day, so more like two days of actual work time), then two weeks in the field and then a
week off before classes start (it looks as if I may be in the office one or two days in the week off, just because of the impracticality of doing reorganisation during teaching weeks and the fact that by the start of teaching I have to have all the contents of my office back in my office (from the larger office I've been 'nearly moving into' for about 2 years now and from the 'resource area' I create in one of the student teaching spaces for the field week I taught back in June. Of course, whilst these things were out of my office the remaining things expanded to fill the space available, so it just isn't as simple as getting a trolley and moving a few boxes...). And by things, I mostly mean books and papers (mostly). Sigh. Non-compressible things!). PDF is doing the last few bits of fieldwork whilst I have my week off and then, whilst I start teaching, she and her partner are off on holiday. So at least the first week of teaching will be teaching-orientation-freshers-project-students-having-crises-meetings-of-the-three-new-committees-I'm-on-getting-new-masters-student-started
only - PDF and KhakiWearingStudent will both be away until the following week, when research (including not just their work, but a couple of research experience students and the ends-tying-up-projects with WierdBugMan) also needs to be fitted into the mix.
Hmmm. Contemplating-the-future-is-overwhelming paralysis should clearly be added to the list of reasons for not doing things this weekend! However, I DID do two loads of laundry, some grocery shopping, and some errands-in-town (so I now have all the things from the chemists and outdoor shop that I needed for the next fieldtrip*, and foreign currency, and the latest copy of the knitting-mag-with-good-freebies-on-the-front**).
Hopefully tomorrow will be a bit more productive of yer ac-tew-il work.
* why yes, I have been doing fieldwork off and on all summer, and I still need to buy Things. I have lost one walking pole (stolen by the really buggy, bite-y woodland in first overseas field area. I reckon it was the mosquitos carrying it off to slow down their walking buffet. I HAD it (and indeed was photographed with it so am not just relying on all-too-fallible memory here) by a particular tree on the (very rough) vehicle track and did NOT have it by the time I had walked another 20 metres to the place we pulled the vehicle off the track. It's gold and bronze, it was extended to about 1.20 m in length, and it should have been pretty darn visible, but it just... wasn't anywhere. Big mystery!), wrecked two pairs of socks, lost an aluminium waterbottle and we also discovered on Friday that some other bits of useful 'equipment' (things which you don't have to buy from a laboratory supplier but have considerable field work value) had somehow escaped from the equipment box (who knows where or when?) and we were down to the last one or had to improvise, and PDF was away at her partner's place so I got to shop for them.
**yes, getting that surely counts as a chore... :-)