So, I had a pretty fabulous weekend, which involved just about no work. Friday I finally saw True Grit (AWESOME), Saturday I went to buy some more knitting supplies (I’m nearly done with scarf #1 but since I don’t know how to finish anything, I figured I needed to put it aside and start something new so as to keep practicing) and then spent the evening chilling and knitting and catching up with people on the phone, and then yesterday I… yeah, I just kind of wasted the day. Well, I guess I did go to the grocery store.
I don’t regret any of the above, but the week ahead is going to kick my ass. Which, of course, I knew ahead of time, which was one reason why I took the weekend to relax.
This week involves:
- 6 or 7 meetings, some with students, some with committees, and some that are neither of the above.
- Starting new material in 4 of 4 classes. (The one thing I should have done this weekend was reread for what I’m teaching, though to be fair I’ve taught 3/4 of it enough times that such rereading isn’t totally necessary.)
- My parents coming to town at the end of the week.
- A writing deadline.
So, I suppose, basically what I’m saying is that by the time I hit Saturday, I’ll likely be so pooped that I’ll just spend next weekend relaxing, too.
I do have other things that I’ve been thinking about, and which might make for material for posts, but I just don’t have the energy to take any of those on.
I hate February.

Who’d you go to the movie with on Friday?
A Gentleman Caller.
Enjoy! That’s what weekends are for (relaxing), and that what weekdays are for (working). And you didn’t “waste” the day, you relaxed, did nothing, enjoyed doing nothing, etc… That’s one thing that it took me years to convince my American husband: that I am very happy when I am doing nothing. It doesn’t mean that I am bored, or that he has to entertain me, or that I need to find something to do. I just enjoy doing nothing.
After February comes March, and March has spring break in it. Only 3 more weeks of February. And 3 more February weekends.
w00t!
what Spanish Prof said.