And ready for it.
I got my course proposal written and submitted today, and of course I haven’t heard back one way or another. I half-suspect the boss will rewrite it before posting it (remember the Christmas party evite that was delegated to me and that she totally redid?), or perhaps that she’ll reject it and not give me useful guidance on rewriting it, but who knows: maybe we’re enough up against the clock for registration that she’ll let it go live as it stands.
And it’s fine. It’s not my best work, but it’s clear and well done and perfectly sufficient for the task.
Tutoring was fine, though I wish I’d thought to cancel it; none of my students signed up for office hours (I warned them that today was appointment only, against my usual Wednesday open hours policy) and my tutoring appointments were boring. The second woman came in with a 25 page paper and asked me to proofread it. I was so relieved to be able to say that that’s not what we do: we work on logic and structure and organization and so on, not proofreading. I really didn’t want to read a 25 page thesis on education policy.
She was very taken aback at first, and objected, and insisted that I look over it for ‘flow’, and I said, so what does ‘flow’ mean? And she said, like, the way things flow. And I said, see, ‘flow’ is not a thing that means anything. What do you actually want help with? And she was annoyed, but then asked some specific questions, and I agreed to listen to her read a section of it while I read along, and it worked: I stopped her when something was weird or unclear (which is what she meant by ‘flow’, I know, but fuck the laziness of ‘flow’) and she worked through those sections and made them clearer, and it ended up being a useful session. She even seemed satisfied (even though I had to cut her off, since we had gone over the hour, and I don’t enjoy the work so much that I’m willing to do it for free).
And then home to write the course proposal, and then a flurry of activity on realizing that neither of us had done any practical preparations for the trip: cat boxes uncleaned, house untidy, clothes unpacked, everything generally unready.
Now everything is ready, but of course I’m in my nervous distraction that precedes every trip. I’m worried about Clio being in her cage that long – the cat guy is only here a half hour or so per day, which means she’s spending more than 23 hours a day in her cage for the better part of four days (we come home Monday afternoon, and I’ll let her out immediately). And of course poor Oscar will be so desperately lonely, bless his melodramatic little heart.
Our Oscar has really warmed to the idea of my old ballet slippers as favorite toys, incidentally; this morning I found one of them at the top of the stairs on the second floor, and the other at the bottom of the basement stairs, so he clearly played with them literally all over the house.
I have yet to see how he totes them around, although I can’t wait to catch it, I’m sure it’s hilariously adorable.
Anyway. We’re under time, and I have no idea whether I’ll be updating over the next few days or not (the chromebook is coming along since I have grading to do, hélas, but the macbook is staying home), but I clearly have nothing important to add, and dearly want to get to obsessively packing my carry-on.
So happy feasting to my American friends, and then also happy feasting to my non-American friends, because there’s no reason you shouldn’t be able to feast as well, even if not for some weird quasi-made-up-but-still-kind-of-nice holiday. I intend to feast so well – crawfish étouffée, gumbo, jambalaya, a muffaletta, an alligator po’boy, fried catfish, beignets, escargot, fried oysters… – that my clothes won’t fit when I get home. And I will give thanks as I delight in every bite and every moment with the husband in that glorious least-and-most-American of cities.
(whence) (also note that that link is to an Ox-Fam thing that lets you buy a pair of goats for a family that is industrious but perhaps not in the most ideal situation! How cool, and what a great thing to do this holiday season, if you have a little extra money!)