lovely - that's the problem... it's the whole inexpressible air of sadness and regret, and the whiff of failure and the feeling that I've let down my supervisor...
If only I could write chapters as well as I can excuses!
I really really couldn't ask for a better supervisor. Or even a more supportive department - other members of staff leave stuff in my pigeonhole that I may find useful - and they're nearly always right. It's just me - or more specifically, lack of time and confidence.
Well, tonight when I get home from work I will give the house a good clean, put away all the paint cans and brushes and ladders and then sort out the piles of thesis paperwork on my desk. Tomorrow night I will go to Sainsbury's and stock up on food - and fresh flowers. Friday I can't do anything cos I'm flying to Cornwall and back (taking my grandmother to lunch - sad, isn't it, when I don't even have time to stay overnight? Still, she thinks it's incredibly glamorous, and she does at least get a full day out of me!) - but then Saturday... Saturday will be Thesis Day.
What about you? What's happened to your on-call trauma? Are you still doing six weeks without a break, 3 hours off then another 7 weeks?!
