- N is coming home! Many emails and texts. Conversations with her, my sister-in-law, the college. She’s taking a bus to an undisclosed location which is not far from their house. They will pick her up, keep her overnight, entertain her for a day and then deliver her to a bus which will take her to the airport. Then she will fly home. I find transportation exciting — busses, subways, cars, airplanes, holiday visits. It all sounds like fun. I think it’s nice that she’s meeting up with extended family without us, too. (I like them a lot, too, which makes it even more fun.)
- End of the week, thank god. It’s been a long week full of deadlines and meetings, and I’m glad it’s over
- It’s also been a week of getting things done — appointments made, paperwork to clean up, crap like that, and most of it is done, which is good.
- I’m leaving at noon to go home and clean the house, which is a disaster beyond measure.
- My head hurts. It feels like I didn’t get enough sleep, but I actually did. Perhaps it’s because for the three nights before that, I did not get enough sleep.
- I’m slightly worried that this whole week will blow up. (Holiday!)
- When I go home, I really do have to clean up, much as I might prefer to, oh, take a nap. (It will be good, though!)
- A few more paperworky things to finish before I’m done. (But very few.)
- M still has that paper hanging over her head, although it’s 80% written. This is not really my problem, but it still hangs out in the “bad” column. It contributes to the headache. I’m not sure what I think about this idea of learning to write papers by only writing what is supposed to be a middle paragraph of a paper. Rather, I do know what I think, and I think it sucks. How can you write a paragraph without knowing what the rest of the paper is? You can’t, which makes it more work, really. Plus, it doesn’t have the satisfaction of actually writing a whole paper, where you feel like you’ve learned something. Okay, it sucks.
On balance: good, I think.