Note to all of you who are planning on writing a dissertation when living in wedded or cohabitated bliss: invest in earplugs and blinders. Since Nick is currently working night shift, he sleeps from 9 a.m.- 2 p.m. Today, I was in the middle of a writing binge, and I had the phrasing of a tricky passage down in my head--I mean I had nailed it, the phrasing was elegant, precise, and said exactly what I wanted it to say. I was just about to type it when...
Nick's alarms go off.
Nick turns on the television at top volume.
I lose my beautiful paragraph forever.
It's totally not his fault, and I sympathize with him (working swing shift in college was difficult enough for me). However, I have come to the firm conclusion I simply cannot write when he is in the house. He likes background noise too much, and it drives me batty.
In other news, I finished a very, very, very rough draft of my findings chapter. I'm not happy with it right now, but am too frustrated and tired to edit. I hope I'll see things a little more clearly in the morning...that is, assuming Nick's alarms don't cause me to have a seizure.
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