Oh Dear!

Well, I am now into my first afternoon as a lady of leisure and can honestly say...

I am bored

Oh! There it is, yes you read it right. I am sort of walking into and out of rooms all of a dither and staring into space. No one is playing scrabulous - or maybe they never do but I was busy and didn't notice. Facebook looks the same every ten minutes. I have read the paper. I have tidied away my notes. Am now considering having a bath but I just know that that is to do something... Maybe I am not meant to be a lady of leisure.

'Go out and do something!' I hear you cry. Hmm, yes. No.

I think it takes a while to get used to not having a massive, massive, scary deadline looming. I do have my transfer meet to fret about next Tuesday although really, having handed in the work there isn't much I can do about it.

I shall wander about some more.

I better organise a plan for tomorrow. My plan of relaxing. It goes like this:

Get up whenever I want (9am as per)
Get the paper, have a nice leisurely brekky.
Dome some methodology prep for Tues meeting (methodology is sooo weak. Basically I don't have one yet. Well, I do, obviously - to not have one at this stage would be bizarre. It is called 'discourse analysis'. What I have to do now is work out what that means.)
Skiive on facebook.
Swim
Make some nutritious time-consuming luncheon.
Skiive and work
Watch 'Hollyoaks' (An inspiring and intelligent take on modern teenage life in Ch. 4.)*

There we have it.

I am quite a fan of plans. I think anyone with half a procrastinating bone in the PhD body is a fan of plans. I have a plan to make plans in my PhD planning book. Gosh, I really do! Haha, I wrote that as a joke but it's really true. I have my PhD 'brain' book where I write all my fantastic insights (read 'mundane and embarrasing realisations') and have in it a plan to write a plan for my next chapter. Doh.

I better go. Rambly rambly. See ya laters! Wish me luck on my voyage of freedom! And, of course, I extend love and admiration to those of you who are hard at work at the grindstone. If anyone wants to vent please do so! I am free for chats. Go go go!!

J x

*(Anyone from the UK will be aware that I am definitely being generous with the truth in this description. It's awful, but fabulous in its awfulness.)