When I named the blog One Bite at a Time, Dave wondered if I was going to become a food blogger. Nope, although you will see the occasional recipe. No, this is my life philosophy. Comes from my mom.
When I was working on my Ph.D., it hit me one day how MUCH there is to do (I think I was in my second year). I was really freaking out about the prospective of writing a proposal, writing papers, taking oral and written comps, writing a dissertation, giving seminars. You get the picture. When I talked to my mom that night she said, "How do you eat an elephant? You just take it one bite at a time." And that attitude has served me well for the past 6 or so years. Don't get me wrong, I still freak out. Like my whole first semester as a new faculty member. I was sure that any day the department chair was going to come in my office and explain that I wasn't really supposed to be here - that they really meant to hire someone else. I planned experiments where I could do the whole thing myself, because I wasn't sure anyone would want to work for me. And then I'd remind myself that I was here. Take it one bite at a time. I will probably have mini-freak-outs until I get tenure, but this philosophy really has helped. Thanks, Mom. :)
Time to sip my light hard lemonade, smell my Sun and Sand candle, and imagine myself in Florida for a little while. Happy Friday (and April Fools' Day - my prank was fabulous)
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