Okay, I've been a bit stalled in the last few days. I turned in my fellowship application, finished my syllabus, and first day handouts, got those photocopied, and . . . and . . . that's about it.
I am, however, heading to the gym tomorrow afternoon to give two friends a racquetball tutorial. So I got that going for me (a' gungula gungula). I really need to get active again. I'm actually looking forward to it.
I also told the director today that I wouldn't be teaching next year. It's fellowship or bust, baby. Actually, it's fellowship or relying on my husband's cop salary, which is enough to pay the bills, but not enough for the kind of shopping I like to do. It's a little scary to actually say that I'm simply not going to teach next semester. I wonder what I'll do.
Umm, no. I'll write my dissertation. It's just the first time I won't be teaching in seven years. And not having an office in Ham Smith is actually going to be incredibly sad. Hmm, this seems like something I might write more about, but it's quarter after 11 and I've been staying up way too late lately. I need to get to bed before 2. Maybe even before midnight. That way I can actually eat breakfast before the gym. What a novel concept.
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