Ooh, definitely journal-slacking in May. Time to get the journal in gear. I blame the end of the semester. Yesterday was exhausting. I showed up at work by 7:30AM and didn’t leave until 6:00PM. All the final student papers are flying into my mailbox at an alarming rate. I met with struggling students yesterday. Most of them have come along well. At the end of every semester, since I started teaching, I’ve never reached the end of a semester without feeling as if I should have covered more material.

So today was a decent day. I had planned on training down to Chicago for another look at the Hopper/Homer exhibit but construction traffic near the train station and general malaise kept me from the platform. By ten I had returned home. Apparently a car ran into a cable pole or something (I couldn’t see far down the block because of the police and fire vehicles) so we had no phone, cable, or wireless. I hit the coffee shop where, whew, the wireless worked. Wednesday mornings, however, are the unofficial “let’s meet at the coffee shop and gossip at 130 decibels” mornings for the local houswives. Jesus Christ, I swear at least twelve of them were present across three different tables. I sat at the counter and caught up on email. Those women are LOUD.

Later in the afternoon I finished “We Are The Night” (good, not great) and caught up on work.

Bullet points!

Sunday in Chicago wasn’t bad. My sister was in good spirits, the kids had fun spazzing out with their cousins, and the drive was clean. Plus I snagged a Giordano’s pizza out of the deal.
I started reading some weird book named “Outlander” I found on goodreads. It’s a historical romance. Yes, you read that correctly. I have never read one before and thought I should have the balls to check one out. Yes, the book is 850 pages. Apparently it reads quick.

I ran yesterday…felt good. As long as I run before 6:00AM I’m good to go.

James and I are meeting in Chicago Friday for the last Homer/Hopper exhibit look. I’m a bit worried about the crowds, as the exhibit closes Saturday, but how often do you get to see those paintings up close? Tomorrow I’ll have to work doubly hard to take Friday off, but that’s ok, I never take vacation. The U owes me.

M’s mom is in town. Maybe I’ll take in some movies while staying out of the way.

I need to do laundry. Maybe I’ll start it now.

More later! All the windows are open…need to work in the yard.