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Headache. Coughing. Pleghm. Aches. Ugh.
The rollout of February’s goals will have to wait a couple of days.
And I suspect my sabbatical will go out with a whimper, not a bang, seeing how I have to report to work at 8 a.m. for a 10 hour day of meetings, meetings, and — wait! — more meetings. Fortunately for me, I don’t have much left to do when it comes to setting up my DE class. Right now, however, I am retiring back to bed with a book for an hour or so …
It’s the last Friday of my sabbatical and what am I doing? Sitting around the house in my PJs, balancing my checkbook and bitching to myself about how each month Sallie Mae commits financial rape against my entire household. Granted, if I made this statement on Twitter, I’d have to use a #firstworldproblems hash mark. Without our student loans, The Coach would still be pumping gas for minimum wage somewhere in rural Ohio and I would still be the lowly paid editor of a weekly newspaper. I’d say that we would still be living in our double wide trailer on the good street in an otherwise white-trash filled trailer court, but that would be a lie: the trailer burnt down towards the end of our tenure in grad school at Antioch. Oh well. I certainly wouldn’t have had a job that gave me a paid sabbatical if I hadn’t gone to grad school. Unless you count getting unemployment as a “sabbatical” because I suspect I would have been fired for mouthing off to my god-awful publisher sometime in the 15 years that have passed since then.
But enough complaining, eh? After all, this is Friday and I have plans. Plans to vote early at the downtown library. Plans to go to my office to work on my paper — after all, it gets hot in this house in the summer and campus parking’s free and easy during the week between exams and summer classes. And, like all good Fridays, this one will end with beer.
Plus, there’s a whole weekend ahead, filled with plans — some fun, some not. I want The Coach to feed my inner nerd to take me out for Free Comic Book Day tomorrow. And, we have tickets to the 6:50 showing of The Avengersin IMAX 3D. There’s also a garden to be planted; my tomatoes, peppers, watermelon, and lettuce need to get in the ground before they wilt on the front porch. I also need to order pool parts so that the Redneck Riviera can be reassembled. I think The Coach has a pile of grading to do and I know I have a pile of laundry to do if I want to wear my new Firefly shirt next week. There’s also vacation plans to make: reservations for the Russells at the doggie hotel; an itinerary to make up — Richmond to D.C., with stops to see awesome roadside attractions such as a shrine to Stonewall Jackson’s arm.
Right now, though, I need to shed my jammies and get a move on. After all, there’s beer to be had!