I love my job. Not since grad school have I said those words. Today, I resolved one investigation and researched two. By the end of the day, I was spent, but I definitely enjoyed the adrenaline rushing through. I remember how bad the post-doc experience was with having my projects slowly given to the clueless grad student. I had to repeat my weekly group meeting over and over because no one had the capacity to understand it. Meanwhile, at the first real job, the company could not keep enough money around. Silly. Crazy. Nuts. Then, at the photofinishing lab, well, I believe they still issue straightjackets to the inmates.
This day is an 8. Definitely up.