Well, I guess I know some of the answer to that. You'd think that the end of the semester would bring some kind of calm and order to my world, but it rarely works that way. The only differences, I've found, between summer and not-summer, are that a) I don't have the order of my classes to help me keep track of what day and week it is, and b) I don't get paid to do all the work I do during the summer. Like packing my entire office up to move to a new building. (Which is not all bad, of course - new buildings do have some nice features - but in this case, it also means that I will have less than half the amount of filing space I have now, and about 2/3 of the shelf space; you can imagine the flurry of panic and pitching this is causing among the faculty.)
But there are other good things going on. My parents came down for a visit last week, which was wonderful, and the reason they came was even more wonderful. Check this out:
I have been knitting, too, and while I don't have any good pictures of it, I wore my new tank top in to the office today.
And I've been spinning
I also headed over to my LYS today, at my friend the owner's request (it turns out she wanted me to ply her yarn for her, and, me being the sucker that I am, I did - note to self: resist blandishments), and as I was there (plying her yarn, have I mentioned?), a box of books arrived, containing her new order of The Fleece and Fiber Sourcebook. I got one, of course. Bedtime reading, here I come!