Weekends

In the three years as a PhD student, I’ve learned to cherish the weekend.

I mean, as a undergrad I had so much stuff going on because of all the classes I was taking that I granted myself only Friday and Sunday nights as time off.

Now I’m like, “if I can manage not to go into lab this weekend, I will work as late as need be.” (But I’m not opposed to going in for a hour or so if needed.)

Why do I have this mentality? Because being a PhD student is a whirlwind experience that no one warned me about (what’s up with that, man?)

In a matter of hours, I go from :f52b1f7205a680513f0c907fd7f4a675

to being:

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 where everything is not awesome.

The only trigger I have identified linked to my mood swings are my experiments.

When my experiments succeed, I’m on top of the world and when they fail it feels like my experiment hit the back of my knees and I land on the floor dumbfounded.

Could it be that I care a little too much? Possibly. Is it the weekly progress reports that makes everyone feel the need to produce usable data all the time? Again, it’s a possibility.

However, I know that carrying around those lingering responsibilities around all the time doesn’t do me any good.

And so, my weekends are spent:

  • Waking up at 9
  • Going to the gym
  • Cleaning the bathroom
  • Doing all the laundry
  • Grooming the cats
  • Watching Netflix
  • and doing a little baking.

And so I can have a productive week at work knowing my apartment is in the state I want it to be when I return home, dog-tired, either happy with the day or saddened by my experiment.

So that’s how I spend my weekends and I’m not ashamed by it.

I hope you guys enjoy your weekend whatever that may entail. 🙂

Catch cha on the flip side.

-Sabrina

p.s. Another mood swing trigger is when I check my March Madness bracket. So far I lost the entire East bracket, but my West bracket is still enact. GO ZAGS!