Homesick+

As you know, a few days ago my parents came over to visit. I was going to  write a post about it as soon as they left on Monday, but I was so down and upset I couldn't put myself to it. I loved having them around for these few days, and even though we didn't actually do that much, I fully soaked in every second. They dropped off a lot of stuff, like food (pancakes, chocolate and chocolate sprinkles), utilities (shampoo) and entertainment (DVD of The Great Gatsby and a Dutch magazine called Libelle. We went to the Ashmolean museum, did some shopping (they got me a Harris Tweed bag to cheer me up a bit), went to several tea shops for scones and tea, and visited a small town called Witney in Oxfordshire. It was so nice to be able to talk to them, and tell them how much I miss them, and I could tell they were having a hard time as well. But the pain of homesickness has been worse than ever before after they left. Monday was excruciating, all I wanted to do was lay in bed and cry. The rest of the week hasn't been any better, and to top things off (almost) all my western blots have failed, so I have to start over again. Not a great week for science. Oh, and I was stupid enough to forget to book the irradiation machine, so when I went down there someone was using it, meaning I had to throw away a 3-day experiment. Shit. Shit, I want to go home.