Where or where is my cold winter?

I’m trying to study for the GRE. Some of it’s getting in, but some is not.

Because the weather has been abnormally warm recently, I have not been able to sleep well. In the winter, I love to keep the temperature relatively low and snuggle under lots of blankets. And fresh flannel sheets are a kind of heaven to me.

But these past nights I’ve been too hot to sleep even with just a comforter and a sheet (plus a 20 lb. cat), but too cold with just the flannel sheet. It’s beginning to annoy me.

Plus with all this warm weather, the park is a mess – especially in the afternoon. In the early morning, the mud is frozen enough to not cause too many problems walking. But in the afternoon… YUCK! Mud to your ankles and so much sliding, it’s almost skating. And even better, the dog comes home a mess, which she loves to trail inside.

I swear, the first quality I’m looking for in a house, is a mud room!

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so much for…

keeping up on the blog. I haven’t looked at this thing in months.

This fall has been rough. I probably should have written all this down as it happened, but “so much for”…

I’d been working the last 4.5 years for one lab at the University of Missouri, Columbia in the biochem department, until the professor ran out of money. The grants he was expecting didn’t come through; so much governmental money has been transfered away from research that everyone is fighting over it.

So I had to find a new position. It was rough. No one contacted me about my applications. And then about half of them were cancelled because of the economic crisis and the University hiring freeze.

I did manage to find another position in the biochem department, which is nice on one hand. I had some recognition with the professor and the other lab members, but difficult on the other, because, I am not a biochemist!! I’m not even a chemist. Biology I understand. But I haven’t even ever taken a biochem class… go figure. I was hoping to go back in toward the subjects I understand better, but I go where they pay me…