Thursday? How did that happen?
The funny thing is that yesterday I was utterly convinced for a while that I'd already made it through both of my teaching days for the week; it was a sad moment when I realized that I hadn't. I probably came to that conclusion because I had a very full teaching day on Tuesday, and then a very full day yesterday, with union meetings and student meetings and meetings with fellow faculty members and and and... (I won't even go into the email conversations.) Why are meetings so exhausting, I wonder?
Maybe because sometimes the conversations that happen in those meetings are so weird. For example, one of my appointments yesterday was with a student from my English grammar and syntax class (all I can say here is that it's much more fun than you think it is; trust me on this). She came in, all perky and hip and cute, and sat down in a chair in my office and told me, very wide-eyed, that she didn't understand anything at all. Nothing. Nada zip zilch. In fact, she understood so little that she didn't know what to ask. So (I've learned strategies for dealing with this over the years; it happens more than you'd think) I asked her to analyze a sentence in front of me so I could see where she was hanging up. Turns out she really did know nothing. Nada zip zilch. After four weeks of classes, she didn't know the first thing to do with a sentence. So she said to me, "I'll just be really honest here. I come to class and I'm there, you know? And then you start talking, and my brain just turns off! I don't know why, it just does. I mean, I'm sitting towards the front, so I only text a few times in class, with my mother..."
Seriously? I mean, seriously?
So I looked at her, very straight-faced, and I said, "I'll make a deal with you. I won't text in class if you won't text in class. How about that for a deal?"
That seems like a good deal, doesn't it? It just doesn't get fairer than that.
I'm going to believe that knitting will make it all better. Tonight there are new episodes of Bones and Fringe, and I intend to work on the Urban Aran through both of them. I'm almost done with the back, and if all goes according to plan I'll be able to finish that and cast on for the front(s) tonight. Now if only I could decide whether I'm doing them both at once (steeks! eeks!) or separately.
Tilly says, "Let's go for a walk instead."
"What? We just had a walk? Oh, well, if you're sure."