I’ve been procrastinating all week on my research assignment for class. This class is so out of my comfort zone.
Just the name makes me shudder. It’s not about going to the library or how to interview people. It’s about Quantitative data. I even half-jokingly asked the research manager at my office if one of his interns could tutor me. He’s yet to assign anyone.
Last week, I submitted my first assignment – a short paper about my intended research project for the class and my professor ripped it apart. Your topic is too broad. Don’t use first person in your writing ever again.
So now it’s time for the next assignment and I don’t want to. This is the class in the program that I was dreading the most. It’s the one I’m just certain will break my 4.0. Just get through it, I keep telling myself. It’s 8 weeks. Seven to go.
And it’s a topic I know I’m weak in and want to learn more about. As I mentioned, I work with researchers every day on my job.
Saturday, 7:30 a.m. Cat under chair. Nick still sleeping. Coffee in hand. Cozy sweatshirt on. I can do this!
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