1. The check for the totalled car arrived today and is now nestled in the bank!
2. Man, grading senior level work is hard. LOL I am so used to grading freshman and sophomore work, and it is tedious at times, but it is not particularly mentally taxing. It is such a difference grading majors who are super stoked about the subject matter and interacting with it in complex ways. What a glorious problem to have!
3. Emma had her first race Friday. She did well! I am always so proud of her perseverance; she is never going to win, but she always beats herself. That sounded better in my head. LOL
On the other hand, the race itself was a huge ball of no for me. The only places I'd been between March and August are various doctors with mask mandates and social distancing and immediate temperature checks and etc. My job is doing a great job of socially distancing our classrooms and having a mask mandate, and I can tell all of my students to follow the rules or GTFO. At this race, very few people were wearing masks, and while some people were clustered in family groups, almost nobody was socially distancing. There were two other schools competing, so they were all indiscriminately mingling with our students, and of course none of the runners were wearing masks because I can barely walk across a field in 95 degree weather with a mask on much less run in it. They would all faint. So I spent the entire race doing this bizarre backing away from everyone dance as they encroached on me. I ended up moving at least fifty yards incrementally over the course of the race. And then this lady came over to talk to me, and I genuinely cannot tell if she was being a dick on purpose (I see you are wearing a mask and backing away from everyone; I will make the monkey dance) or just utterly clueless but it was so so so so stressful. I have such a newfound appreciation for Josh's willingness to do all our shopping, especially in early days when places were not mandating masks or even trying to make patrons socially distance.
4. Y'all, my first big meeting as chair of the Important Committee was Friday, and I ran that shit like a boss. I have been so intimidated and worried about my performance in this position, but I am owning it. And now I am officially washing my hands of that fear. I got this. They're gonna write songs about the clarity of my agendas and the glorious brevity of my proposals. Like a haiku, they'll say. So efficient, they'll say. A stapler, hole punch, mechanical pencil, and email notification quartet will provide the orchestral setting for these paeans to my greatness.
5. How does Lovecraft Country continue to be so damn good?
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