It’s been over a year since I’ve done any labwork whatsoever. But I still have a scientific bent towards the little things. I don’t “observe,” I take data, I use the word “aliquots” instead of “portions,” it’s not a “procedure,” it’s a protocol.
Husband and I are (finally) officially trying to concieve (yay!) and, as one might expect from two scientists, we are trying to be scientific about it. Or at least I thought we were. Recently, we have had to make a few sacrifices. I have given up alcohol (curse you wine, why did you have to be alcoholic??) and caffeine (no more Mt. Dew or caffeinated tea *sob*). Husband has switched from briefs to boxers.
Or so I thought.
Scene: Folding laundry in the bedroom
Me: Wait a minute. What are these briefs doing in the laundry?
Husband: Well, I ran out of boxers….
Me: Why didn’t you say something?
Husband: Well, I didn’t want to pressure you to do laundry.
Me: [growing impatient] But, I could have bought some more!
Husband: I suppose….
Me: You can’t go switching from boxers to briefs and back again! That’s just.. [sputtering]…BAD PROTOCOL!
Me: I don’t want to be sitting in a doctor’s office a year from now, saying, “Well, sometimes he wore boxers!!” [muttering] Calls himself a scientist, can’t even set up a properly controlled experiment….
This blog has been in my thoughts quite a bit lately. Usually, I think something along the lines of, “Hey, I should post something to the blog,” and then I start composing a post in my head and that’s all the further it gets. The truth is, I’m not sure what to say. I don’t know how this blog fits into my life now, if it fits at all. My blog fell pretty solidly into the “disgruntled grad student” category of blogs and, well, I’m no longer a disgruntled grad student. I’m also not doing any science whatsoever, so the blog doesn’t really fit into the science blog category, either. Perhaps that’s part of the problem, I’m not sure what I am anymore. I’m not a grad student and I’m not doing science. Those two things were such key elements of my life for so long, I’m not sure who I am without them.
Right now, the only category you can really put me in is “housewife.” This is an unusual designation for a modern woman. Especially since I’m not currently aspiring to any other occupation. Well, I suppose you could say I’m aspiring to be a stay at home mom. But, that’s not the kind of thing you can tell people at a cocktail party (recently, I was obliged to hobnob with Husband’s colleague, an activity I dreaded because inevitably people ask me, “So, what are you doing now that you’ve graduated?”).
I do feel much better than I did in my last post and I think this is partially because I have found something concrete to focus my energy on. I am volunteering to teach Sunday school at my church. I’m teaching 1st-3rd grade children and it has been pretty crazy thus far. The program we are using is Montessori-based and we are just starting up at this church. Montessori education involves a lot of materials and mostly they need to be handmade. So, for about a month I worked on making materials every weekday. We have had three classes so far and each time I feel I’m in a little over my head. But, it gives me a purpose and a sense of belonging to something bigger than myself. And that’s a good thing.