Moving on?

I've been meaning to come back here and write, not because I think there's really people who want to read, but because my life has been changing incredibly quickly and I do like to document change.  But as I looked back at what was here, I realized that I've moved far away from the person I was.

Also, even though I never wrote anything I'd have not said to the faces of the previous cast members of this blog, my relationships with them have changed a lot as well.  First postdoc PI and I now get along incredibly well, and he's helping me move forward from here in ways that are often above and beyond.  So continuing to document some of the darkest parts of that relationship seems unfair.

And the adage, if it looks too good to be true, it probably is, turned out to hold true with postdoc PI #2. I wanted very much to write about the decline in that relationship, but knew the consequences if found would be severe.  In the end, even without any such impetus, the cost to my science was extremely high, if more than questionable in legality.  With the help of friends, my research might only be set back a few years, rather than the decade it might have taken me to recover on my own.  And tenure being absolute and institutions relatively blind, others will get the chance to pay similar costs in the future.

It's not all bad, though.  Unemployment is still kind of awesome.  I have time to do the things I couldn't while working, like read novels, catch up on TV, visit family.  I actually joined them at the beach for the entire week! this year.  No fly in late, fly out after a few days bullshit.  I appear to have a faculty job for fall--term, but it will go a long way to fixing the only significant problem in my CV.  And ironically, my self-esteem has never been higher, I don't think.

Right now I'm packing to move.  I've sorted through piles and piles and piles of crap.  I even wrote about some of the crap, but didn't hit publish.  It feels as though I need to sort through this pile of crap, too, before I add to it again.  So I reverted everything to draft, and whatever I do next it will be elsewhere, I think.  It just feels like it's time to move on.  Drop me an email, and I'll be sure to let you know when I pop out on the other side.  Just--it'll be a while.  I've only packed half of the crap.  Oh, and anybody have a good idea for a new title?