This was supposed to be a heavy research morning — we’ve started a new experiment in the lab and spiders need to be assayed, and we were going to do some scanning of egg sacs with our confocal, and I was figuring I’d be neck deep in spider work until at least noon. But then my student called in sick, which was exactly the right thing to do (COVID is going around the student body again), and I had to postpone everything until Monday. I wouldn’t want to deprive her of the fun part of science!
Instead, I did the drudgery part of science, feeding all the animals. They didn’t really need it, they had mealworms earlier this week, and look like little brown beach balls right now. I wouldn’t want them to wake up feeling peckish and discover the larder was empty this weekend.
I found two new egg sacs. Two others look very close to emergence, so I sorted those out into new small containers. The confinement makes it easier to remove newly scampering spiderlings.
Now I’m staring at a stack of lab reports and exams and senior thesis drafts that I’m going to have to get done this weekend. I also have to compose a genetics exam to mail out this evening. First, though, I have to deliver another lecture to my other class. There will be no joy in Morris today.
This was supposed to be my light semester.
So, you only worked, what, 18 hours today?
By the logic of some tories, you must be overpaid, as you have not been forced to take on a second job the remaining six hours.
I joke, but they really are that malign and stupid.
Leo Buzalsky says
I almost want to stop by and feed your spiders (or at least check them out) tomorrow as I drive by the area (the closest I’ll get is Appleton). You make it sound fun…most of the time.
Too much of a good thing? You love it. We know it.