Shhh…. I have a secret

Is still a long fucking paper.

There are five chapters in a standard dissertation.

One: The introduction. Easy peasy. Finished it in less than 8 weeks.

Two: The literature review- 30-60 pages, including at least 50 references. Not easy. I try to be very concise with my word choice. You know, not using several words when one will suffice. I may have to change that and repeat specific findings several times just to reach 30 pages.

Three: Is the study overview. This includes all of the details of the study. What exactly is it about? How do I intend to study it. How I intend to categorize the results. Ethical considerations. Not a long chapter. It is basically just asking permission to do the study.

Four: The study itself.

Five: Result, discussion, and conclusion. This chapter should almost write itself.

When all is said and done, the paper should be about 100+ pages long.

Problem is that I am so over it!

Chapter number two is not going well. I need to have it completed in the next 2-3 weeks, so that I can move on to chapter three.

But I can’t get back into the swing of things. And they changed the library while I was off. The controls are different, as are the filters. I hate it. It is no longer intuitive. I try to filter out all of the papers written prior to 2020. What I get are papers written the late 1980’s to 2015. Not helpful. At least 14 out of 15 papers are too old.

Frustrating.

What, to me, is even more frustrating is that it is football season. No, I don’t want to watch the game- unless the Seahawks are playing, and even then it’s iffy. But this is the one thing that my husband and I consistently fight over. He wants to watch all the games. And now that the games have deviated from the Thursday, Sunday, and Monday schedule and can show up on any random day but Wednesday, I am annoyed. I’m in my office so much that all I ask is that he pay attention to me when I am not. I put up with the Thursday, Sunday, and Monday games, which gives me a dedicated time to study, but on the other days, I shouldn’t have to compete.

I have decided that this year, I am not going to fight it. He can watch every single game he desires. I just won’t be around on my days/nights I am taking off. He makes his choices, I’ll make mine.

Yeah, I know it is a little passive aggressive, but I’m not going to fight for attention this year.

We’ll wait and see if he notices and says anything or is clueless. My money is on the clueless side.