Today it was yet greener outside than it was yesterday. It's as if I can actually see the growth of new leaves on the trees from day to day. And I was able to take a walk after dinner to enjoy some spring-time air with Chris. Even the light felt green.
Another good thing for the day was logging on here (just before turning off the computer for the night) and seeing 3 comments in today's post. Thanks, Elaine, Starwatcher, and Angie!
3/30: getting through
It was an exhausting day, but I made it. There were a number of small good things scattered throughout my time at school, and I'm grateful for each one--but for now I'm going to celebrate the fact that there's only one Monday each week and that this week's Monday is drawing to a close.
3/29: pogo girls
Chris and I went walking on the bridge at Murray Lock and Dam this afternoon, and two girls were making their way up the big bridge on pogo sticks. For a minute I remembered exactly what it felt like to be a girl on a pogo stick.
3/28: meeting on the street
I was taking my walk this morning and as I was strolling down the street, what did I see? Chris driving to our house in his truck! A familiar sight that's become unfamiliar this semester. He's back for a week during his spring break.
3/27: pink(ish) light
I'm in my office, spending some quiet time between the end of the work day and a dance concert on campus in a bit. Years ago I bought a pink light bulb for my office reading lamp. I rarely use it because I usually want the full force of the overhead light--but right now I have only the reading lamp on, and its pink bulb is creating a soothing atmosphere to help me slip into the weekend. (And the light is more "warm" than actually "pink.")
3/25: real work can be a real pleasure
I had a string of office hour appointments this afternoon, and they all went very well (or at least I think they did!). Each session felt friendly and productive, and it seemed that we made real progress together--whether we were talking about Greek, independent studies, or scheduling for next year.
3/24: smooth exit
Sometimes (even "often") I get distracted by random tasks at the end of the work-day, and then I spend an extra hour in my office not being very productive but getting more harried and more hungry--which usually leads me to grab food on the go and return home feeling hassled. But today I left in a timely way, which means that I had the patience to make myself dinner at home and that I now have the wherewithal to start an evening of grading with less of a hassled feeling.
Oh! And in order to make such an exit I had to walk through thick pouring rain. The sidewalks were running with water a couple of inches deep in some places. But I didn't mind: I preferred getting wet to getting caught in my bad cycle by waiting in the office for the rain to stop. Here's a case in which getting soaked is a good thing!
Oh! And in order to make such an exit I had to walk through thick pouring rain. The sidewalks were running with water a couple of inches deep in some places. But I didn't mind: I preferred getting wet to getting caught in my bad cycle by waiting in the office for the rain to stop. Here's a case in which getting soaked is a good thing!
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