Oh, holy shit balls. Oh, holy shit!

( spoilers for Deadpool 2 )

In other news, I thought I wasn't getting an ecore class this summer, but I am!!!!!! I am so relieved. I really wanted the extra cash so we can buy furniture for the new house all at once rather than having to do it piecemeal. I feel like an enormous weight just rolled off my back.

The house is still set to close on May 31st. That seems to be plugging along nicely. We've started purging and packing some things. I sold some furniture we don't want to take with us for more than I thought we'd get which was a great bonus.

Annual conference of The Org went off without a hitch mostly last week. Just the usual hitches of a technology glitch in the afternoon and conference attendance attrition. When you've got 200 participants and a multitude of panels, a small number of people not showing up isn't a huge deal; when you're a small, one-day affair, even a small number of presenters not showing is a huge kink in the works. But not to worry! I am keeping a file of no-shows who are blacklisted, BLACKLISTED I SAY, and we're redoing the membership so that you must pay your registration by the early registration date if you're going to present. Almost all the no-shows the three years I've been doing this have been people who don't pay by early registration; they've almost all been graduate students as well. Some people have genuine emergencies, and that's fine, but the number of people who just don't show up and never email me at all is beyond the pale. Oh, well. On the whole, it went really well. Lots of good papers; our keynote was excellent; the journal is more robust this year than last; I got to award a founding member with a lifetime membership. Josh and I got to go to dinner with the rest of the Executive Committee for the first time because Emma (bless her!) was hanging out with Fiona, and for the first time we didn't have to take two cars and one of us rush home to do toddler duty.

I spent a great deal of last week in the depths of despair because I thought I had screwed up my data collection in my study. Without getting into it, the math for the instrument just wouldn't work out, and I spent several days on the verge of throwing up and just Not Understanding what the hell was wrong. Turns out there's an issue with the instrument in the original 1975 publication!! I think I can use my data after all! It is not insurmountable, and I did not waste my time writing the whole article except for the data section. I had worked myself up into a tizzy about how I'd wasted a whole year and wouldn't be able to submit this article for publication after all (which is maddening because I am trying to build the scholarship section of my CV so I can go up for full professor soon; I'm eligible to apply in fall 2019, but I don't think I'll be ready then IDK). I am doubly relieved.

Today has been a double whammy of relief and hilarity.

I am definitely basking in the gratitude today.