I had expected to be frantically busy today. I had to choose topics to write for a defense solicitation, and that takes a lot of time because there are many (>20) materials science related topics, and I have to read every one of them, do the background search etc., and it would take me two days to come up with a list of 5-10 topics to write on. This time, the solicitation had only six topics related to materials science, of which only four turned out to be writeable. I am very nervous, because this has been a bad year for the client and the current solicitation is doing nothing to help. But I digress.
My sifting through took only one hour today and I am on the loose end now. On the media job, I have not heard back from the people on whom I wrote up press releases, in order to release them to the press. So, there are two press releases in limbo. I have four people who promised to send editing work across to me last week, but they are getting delayed. My discomfort is partly because I seem utterly jobless now (after two full weeks of continuous engaging work), but more because all of the promised work would come together, and I would go crazy.
The sun’s moody
The weather is dead as a dodo. It rained last night (yay), but the sun is behind clouds now, so that it is neither raining nor is it sunny. I’ve never been to England, but my father has, and says the the English weather is like this – utterly depressing and dull. I’d probably wilt if this weather continued – I need a healthy dose of Vit. D in my system, I say.
Talking of Vit. D. A couple of weeks back (before I got all busy), I had visited my family physician because of some niggly issues I had been having for a while – a dull ache in my lower stomach, which I had thought was related to my ovaries, joint pain, which I thought were due to some osteo-related stuff and general mental fog. The doc said I had probably had a stomach bug – which I thought was balderdash because how can joint pain and brain fog be related to stomach bug? To satisfy me, and because it had been a couple of years since I had had blood-work done, he wrote out a battery of tests, in addition to giving me some mild antibiotics for the stomach infection he claimed. What do you know? The blood work came out squeaky clean (blood sugar in the geometric middle of normal, iron in its most ideal level, thyroid hormones with textbook values, and “I’ve never seen any Indian woman with calcium and Vitamin D in limit like this”, says my doc) and halfway through the antibiotic course, my stomach pain, joint aches and wool head went away. My better half thinks my ailments were psychosomatic, which emphasis on the psycho, but I am gobsmacked at how fragile the biochemical system of the human body is.
Why does one bake cookies the day after she resolves to go easy on sugar?
Does anyone else think Jeremy Brett makes the best Sherlock?
If there are people reading this blog, living abroad, and plan to visit me sometime, I’d like some vanilla extract please (if it’s not too expensive, i.e.)? Vanilla extract here requires sale of a couple of kidneys and I am getting sick of the vanilla essence that I use because it has a terribly bitter aftertaste and chemically smell. Thanks, much.