Wednesday, June 20, 2018

A Day for Spoons

I take days off from the news. Well, at least partially. I'll still be on the phone (or FAX) with my representatives shortly, and I'll still be working a text shift for my Senate candidate this afternoon, but otherwise, it's a day for relaxing. My academic quarter just ended, so I have almost two weeks off. Next week is a family vacation in the mountains.

Today, in particular, I just feel like lazing through the day. I slept in, Greyson is playing an archery game, I've played a little SIMS 4 in preparation for tomorrow's Seasons expansion pack release.

Last night while G was at vacation Bible school, I worked on writing my way a bit further through the Book of Matthew. I only have two chapters left, and I'm stretching it out.

My husband took the day off just because. It's overcast. I have some fun mail arriving today.

It's a day for spoons

Thursday, June 14, 2018

#FamiliesBelongTogether: How to Help at the Border

I've been grasping at straws trying to find ways to help with the border separations that are happening, heavily in my home state of Texas. I'm trying to get my anxiety under control to attend a rally in downtown Dallas tonight (alone, hubs is out of town...EEEK!), but in the meantime, I found this list from Alida Garcia on attorney and activist.


Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Lower, and Lower, and Lower

It's just one of those days.

I had a friend in graduate school who, when he was feeling beaten down by an asinine lesson, would get lower and lower in his seat. He'd start out in a sitting position, and as the hours wore on, he'd slip down to his elbows, then his head was hanging low, and finally he'd have his elbows on his knees and head lolling like he was about to pass out.

That's me today.

I realize this is a complete and utter Debbie Downer post, but some days I have to unhinge the steam valve.

  • My favorite employer is going to such crap. They're moving in the direction of mega classes which means less pay, more work, and less professional trust and respect. But it's for the good of the students (not)!
  • My campus leader is just like my old, toxic boss at my previous full-time job. So. Much. Alike. 
  • My son lost a classmate to cancer. 
  • The US is a political shithole.
  • All my empathy muscles are maxed out and it hurts. 
Amidst the mental and emotional clamor, I'm hearing a distinctive and slightly scary call to Do. Something. Else. 

This makes me laugh so much.

I don't know what that means yet, but it's coming. Whether it's a new teaching job, writing more, another degree, a different field. It's something. It's the right thing, but it's scary.

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

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