No doubt about it, 2017 was a tough one. Grad school was completely bananas, Tyler worked on the other side of the country for 3 months, we moved house, my mountain bike was stolen, I’ve been sick more often than not since October, ect. ect. ect. There were plenty of good things too! But, man am I exhausted.
At the beginning of 2017, I wrote about my goals for the year: 7 Goals for 2017. This was the first year I can remember setting goals, thanks to the influence of the Tough Girl Podcast and Tough Girl Tribe! I completed some of my goals, sort of completed a couple, and totally fell flat on a few of them. Here are my results, in the order as they appeared on my original blog post. Continue reading “2017 Year Review”→
As I alluded in the post about converting our Honda Fit to a campervan, I dehydrated a couple of dinners for our trip to Florida. When we went on our road trip this past summer, Tyler and I mostly cooked our dinners. Which means that we brought all of the cooking equipment along with us. There was one night while we were at Grayson Highlands, where we opted for dehydrated Mountain House meals. We were hungry after a long day of hiking, and we needed to drive into town that evening so I could send a mandatory work email.
As a graduate student, I don’t get much time off. I distinctly remember the horrified faces of undergraduates when I tell them “no, I don’t get fall/winter/spring/summer break off. I still have to do research.”
Grad school, at least getting a Ph.D. in a natural science, is this odd combination of work and school. Technically, I’m a student. I am working towards a degree. But I don’t get school holidays, I’m not actually taking any classes, and I’m getting paid. Much more like a job, if I’m honest.
I don’t usually set New Year’s resolutions or goals or really whatever you want to call them. In fact, I don’t recall a time that I’ve made New Year’s resolutions before. However, this year I’ve been inspired!
Usually, I blog about my outdoor exploits, but adventure isn’t just for the outdoor realm. Sometimes an adventure is exploring a new part of town, trying a new restaurant, or visiting with family.
Work has really picked up for Tyler, which is great! However, it means that my use of the car is somewhat restricted. Instead of my usual outdoor activities, I’ve been adventuring in other ways.
One day when I didn’t have a car, my mom came down to visit. We went out to eat at a local restaurant that I have never been to: Highland Tap . There I ate a delicious salmon BLT. I got their mix of fries and onion rings as a side. While those were still good, I wish I had opted for a side of brussel sprouts. That’s what Mom got. Luckily, she is nice and shared them with me. After lunch, Mom and I went shopping for some new tops to go with my new tights. We found several shirts for me. Success!
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Ashley woke early, early to get ready for the 5k race, but I didn’t even notice. Ashley’s bed was wonderfully comfy. She even had blackout curtains, so I slept far later than any other day. I was just stirring when Tyler got a phone call from Ashley. She was finished with the race and was stopping at the bakery. Did we want anything?
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If you recall, Tyler and I feel asleep under the air conditioning window unit in Nancy’s living room. The air conditioning was fantastic. Despite the warm sticky air outside, we were quite comfortable. The window unit itself was a bit less fantastic.
It had two modes, quiet and loud. Either mode was perfectly fine. It created white noise which Tyler and I prefer for sleep anyways. The issue is the fact that there were two modes. You see, I would be used to the quiet mode. Then, the window unit would kick into loud mode and startle me awake. After a little while, I’d become accustomed to the louder noise, fall asleep, only to be startled awake during the next cycle. Still, I much preferred sleeping in the living room with the air conditioning and ceiling fan than in the basement.
That morning, Nancy came down the stairs to wake us up. I was cozy in my sleeping bag snuggled up with Tyler, but I knew we had to hop to. Nancy and I made lunches while Tyler packed away our nest. Before long and mostly on time, we hit the road. We made a quick stop at a local cafe for freshly baked pretzels. I got a pretzel slider, which is an egg, cheese, and bacon breakfast sandwich on a small round “everything” bagel. It was so tasty!
8:00 AM – Tyler and I pulled out of the parking lot of our apartment.
I was impressed. You see, Tyler and I are somewhat notorious for not leaving on time. On our own, we can usually get to where we are going just fine. But put us together? We are going to be atleast 15 minutes later than intended. This morning though, we did well. Our original plan was to be up at seven and leave shortly thereafter with the ultimate goal of leaving by eight at the absolute latest.
A little over two years ago, I started this wee little blog. At the time I stated that I wanted to practice writing because writing had always seemed difficult to me in school and in order to finish my doctorate, I need to write my thesis. A daunting task for sure. However, what I’ve learned is that, unlike in school, writing is not so hard when I actually have something to say.
My trouble in school was that I’d have to write on topics on which I had no thoughts. When said topic was mentioned, there were no thoughts in my brain, not even cobwebs for that would be something. No, there was only a vacuum, the absence of anything. Thus, it was very hard to write because I had quite literally nothing to say.
Thankfully, this is no longer the case. I write about my adventures here on my blog. Typically, I have plenty to say about those. In graduate school, writing is also vastly easier. When writing my recent research article, I was pleasantly surprised that academic writing was not so difficult. I actually had things to say because I did the experiments, I understand the technique I used, I can explain what the result mean. Writing is so much easier when I am not trying to force myself to make things up! That’s not to say that writing well is not a challenge. I think that writing well does take significant effort, but no longer do I stare at blank pages wondering what to write. And that is a wonderful thing.