- Prepped a completely new class, entirely out of my area of expertise (it's a class about public education, and I am, as noted previously, a linguist), as a hybrid course (meaning
- Written two letters of support for faculty sabbaticals
- Reviewed one tenure file and written a letter in support of that
- Written one letter nominating a faculty member for an award
(it's worth mentioning that doing those letters takes WAY more time than you might think)
- Written student letters of recommendation
- Written (and I SO wish I were kidding about this) 2500+ email messages
- Finished the endless rounds of editing on a peer-reviewed article
- Prepared a conference presentation (I kind of overworked that one, and wrote 15 single-spaced pages for a 15-minute presentation - oops)
- Edited a conference presentation into something that could be done in 15 minutes
- Prepared comments as a discussant on a conference panel
- Written my last (!!) program chair report for my annual conference
ETA: And I forgot the 10-year plan for my department, and the five-page single-spaced hiring memo I had to write. Man, I have written more memos this semester than you can shake a stick at!
And none of that includes the usual round of grading, meeting with students, going to meetings (endless, endless meetings), running meetings (which I don't get to knit during - bitter, bitter, bitter). Etc. Etc.
Et - frickin' - cetera. *
Note that on that list one does not see, oh, you know: knitting or spinning or weaving. I have, to my great pleasure, mostly managed to keep up my workouts, which now include regular yoga and meditation. And I've shaved a minute off my best mile time, so that's also good.
I have managed to squeeze some knitting in - my conference in Chicago, long and exhausting (and cold!!) as it was, did give me some solid knitting time for once. So while I don't have a lot to show, I do have a couple of FOs to present. First, Song of the Sea (the long version):
The other thing I finished (largely because of the aforementioned conference knitting time) is Viajante, which I started way back in May. It's (as a local knitting friend commented) a lot of stockinette. But in laceweight, that makes it excellent travel knitting, and now that it's done, I think I"ll wear this a LOT. It's knitted out of Lorna's Laces Helen's Lace Multi, in a colorway that I like to think of as "Kestrel" - some of you may remember my ongoing fascination with those lovely little birds of prey - and stretched out to block, it really kind of does look like a bird's wing:
And that's about it. My Green Wood sweater languishes in the basket next to the couch, because I haven't had the brain space for colorwork. The TARDIS mitts, ditto. I have cast on for a pair of socks for Rick; I have some small hope of finishing those before Christmas, we'll see. As usual, I do not have major holiday-knitting ambitions: the socks for Rick, the TARDIS mitts for Older Daughter (I think if I can get the stitch count right, they'll go quickly), and socks for Younger Daughter. That's it.
But classes are over. I have three more piles of grading to get through in the next week and a half. I am NOT prepping a brand-new class for spring. So, while I'm afraid to say this out loud: maybe, just maybe, I'll get a break during this holiday break.
Meanwhile, by way of a peace offering, this is a virtual ensemble, created by 31 musicians around the world, playing separately, and then having their music aggregated into one lovely piece. Older Daughter is one of those musicians (as is her fiddle teacher Diane) - you can see her early on in the video, under her real name, Tess. I think she's pretty neat.
* This is an example of the only infix in English. We have plenty of suffixes and prefixes, no circumfixes (affixes with two pieces which go on either side of the root), but just the one infix (an affix which goes into the middle of the root), and that's the f-word (although in British English, "bloody" and its euphemisms can also be used in this way). In other languages with infixes, they are just normal parts of the grammar, not naughty words. But we're special. So now you know that you're doing cool morphological stuff when you stick the f-word into the middle of another word. You're welcome.