I love the weekend.  I love the weekend because Hubby is home and I get a little repreive from 24/7 parenting.  I get to do school work to my content (yes I am a total dork and love going to school–is it any wonder I’m working towards a doctorate).  I get to go to the gym when I want to not when I have to in order to fit it into a usually busy schedule.  The weekends are awesome–even though they really aren’t that different than my other days of the week. 

I am applying for a graduate research assistant position for next year.  I am nervous that I will get it and that they won’t even want to interview me.  I am nervous I will get it because for those of you who haven’t been following along, we are getting ready to bring home a new baby in June.  I am also nervous that I will get it and will be expected to do real-world academic work.  It will be awesome for me as I hope to get a job at a University on completion of my doctorate.  But then there is the whole–childcare issues, etc.  But it isn’t a full-time job (approx 20 hours) and there is a stipend for tuition and some pay involved.  So, we’ll see. 

I am nervous about not getting called for an interview, because I really really want a job in academia.  I would love not to be teaching as an adjunct at the community college.  I would love the research experience and the close work with an esteemed compositionist.  I have had her as a professor and I think that my status as a doctoral student will help me, but who knows.  I hate these moments when my insecurities kick in and make me feel unworthy of all that I have done.  As though, I am an impostor and at any moment I will be found out.  I know its crazy, but real nonetheless–even if only in my own mind. 

Well, I am going to enjoy the fleeting moments of my weekend, before it’s Monday and I have to get back to being all things to all people.  I love it when I only have to be me–even though those moments become fewer and farther between. 

How do you manage to balance only having to be you with all the other hats you wear?