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I am seriously considering taking a very womany tact with my boss to try to push him to let me publish my paper (which I thought I was going to be finished with in December, but which he has been adding a series of “just one more” giant experiments to for the last 4 months).  I am trying to decide if I should tell him that I know I haven’t been as organized as I could have been, but that I’ve been having problems focusing since my miscarriage (after which he pushed me to not try to take a leave of absence, for the sake of my career).  And that now I really need to get this paper out so I can apply for a new job (which will not be in academia) because I need to figure out where I’m going to be living before I have to register my daughter for kindergarten in less than a year.  Basically, I am trying to figure out if I am going to be the crazy, grieving, hormonal woman who is more concerned about her daughter’s kindergarten than the impact factor of the journal where her paper gets published.  Because, I can’t stand this job and maybe a little honesty would move things along.