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This morning it was off to work again, jiggety jig, although I didn't get it together in time to catch the usual bus (let alone the early bus that I occasionally think about trying to get), which meant that there were seats on the connecting train. Work was its usual chaos, made worse by forgetting my power cord, running a stats presentation, and going to two farewell events for workmate N. Lunch was very pleasant - we had burgers from Jus Burgers, which meant that pretty much everyone was able to have something that fit their dietary needs. The boss practiced his speech on us, and we were all very entertained by the presents found by R. Afternoon tea was a bit less so - more people, I was already stuffed from lunch, the only thing edible was fruit, and the room was warm.
This last is because the chilling system has had some kind of partial global failure, so non-essential air-con has been turned off in lots of places on campus, and the building gets surprisingly warm. The most frustrating bit of this is that I was fine, until I hung around with lots of people bemoaning the heat, at which point it started to get to me. And even then, it was much warmer outside when I left the building just before five.
On the trip home I distracted myself with a paper on power calculations for linear mixed models and an unpublished draft of a completed study, trying to work out how to put them together with some pilot data to make a meaningful guesstimate of the appropriate sample size for a project. The pilot data is unfortunately for something not quite the same (only one of the 'conditions'), so we are going to have to make some educated guesses, a fair few of which I suspect are going to be completely off the mark, because 'intuitive understanding' and 'breastfeeding' (especially *my* supposed intuitive understanding) don't mix very well.
In the evening, a brief sojourn at home was followed by a trip to the wilds of the south (oh, all right, Champion Lakes - highways all the way), where Aria and I (and youngest) had a lovely time catching up with people while some poor sales lady (who I didn't actually meet, and didn't catch the name of) attempted to interest us in some rather pretty jewellery. As pretty + jewellery is not generally my thing*, I wasn't very much tempted, although there was one quite fine silver ring that was all swirly and organic that I was some tempted by.
And I have this nagging feeling that there was something else I wanted to record, but it has snuck away from me. Hopefully it will come to me tomorrow, but it will probably be in the shower/on the bus/other inconvenient time, as it was today. I may just have to start carrying a small notepad with me again, for recording notes in, for times when I don't want to carry the ipad with me.
* I like jewellery just fine, but I like quirky, and chunky, and 'organic', and stuff that I can fiddle with. This was generally quite 'ladylike' - plain gold/silver bangles, rings, charms (and charm bracelets), that kind of thing. I just don't have that design aesthetic (except maybe the jigsaw rings).
This last is because the chilling system has had some kind of partial global failure, so non-essential air-con has been turned off in lots of places on campus, and the building gets surprisingly warm. The most frustrating bit of this is that I was fine, until I hung around with lots of people bemoaning the heat, at which point it started to get to me. And even then, it was much warmer outside when I left the building just before five.
On the trip home I distracted myself with a paper on power calculations for linear mixed models and an unpublished draft of a completed study, trying to work out how to put them together with some pilot data to make a meaningful guesstimate of the appropriate sample size for a project. The pilot data is unfortunately for something not quite the same (only one of the 'conditions'), so we are going to have to make some educated guesses, a fair few of which I suspect are going to be completely off the mark, because 'intuitive understanding' and 'breastfeeding' (especially *my* supposed intuitive understanding) don't mix very well.
In the evening, a brief sojourn at home was followed by a trip to the wilds of the south (oh, all right, Champion Lakes - highways all the way), where Aria and I (and youngest) had a lovely time catching up with people while some poor sales lady (who I didn't actually meet, and didn't catch the name of) attempted to interest us in some rather pretty jewellery. As pretty + jewellery is not generally my thing*, I wasn't very much tempted, although there was one quite fine silver ring that was all swirly and organic that I was some tempted by.
And I have this nagging feeling that there was something else I wanted to record, but it has snuck away from me. Hopefully it will come to me tomorrow, but it will probably be in the shower/on the bus/other inconvenient time, as it was today. I may just have to start carrying a small notepad with me again, for recording notes in, for times when I don't want to carry the ipad with me.
* I like jewellery just fine, but I like quirky, and chunky, and 'organic', and stuff that I can fiddle with. This was generally quite 'ladylike' - plain gold/silver bangles, rings, charms (and charm bracelets), that kind of thing. I just don't have that design aesthetic (except maybe the jigsaw rings).
