Sophie's Socks and Stuff

Yay me. I finally gave my supervisor my first chunk of thesis to read through and scribble over with red pen. It's taken me ages but I'm really pleased with myself. I had a great timetable and plan worked out to get heaps of intro written properly before handing it over then promptly got flu. It was good in a way as the enforced time away from the work made me look at it (and the way I did it slightly differently). I realised this week I really wasn't working very efficiently, I get quite hung up on things and spend ages trying to get stuff perfect when good enough coupled with asking for help will do instead. After all my supervisor is there to help me get my thesis done and he can't help if I don't ask.

I've realised recently how hung up I've got on the idea of being seen as the quiet, competent perfectionist person in the corner and what an impossible person it is to be. Asking for help is what supervisors and co-workers are there for and even if it's a bit deal for me and my tiny little world, most people don't think twice about the help I occaisionally ask them for. In fact I think they get freaked out if I never say anything and isolate myself too much.

Have meeting with supervisors tomorrow morning. I'm not sure how I'll even get myself out of bed in time for the meeting let alone get through it. Apparently it's to discuss my progress. Unfortunately I have made absolutely no progress whatsoever. I am just not interested in doing it at the moment. I even resorted to reading the diabolically bad da vinci code book instead of doing thesis work or finishing off lab stuff over the weekend.