Well, yes. I did go away from the website for a long time, didn't I? Sorry! Thanks to all those of you who wondered where I was! The answer is, unexcitingly, nowhere special in particular. I find it much harder, actually, to blog over the summer. (This being the first time, perhaps, I have used that neologistic infinitive so casually. Which casualness I have now undone with this parenthesis. Yes!) In fact, I find it harder to do almost everything over the summer. Sometimes I worry that this is because my mind slows due to lack of conditioning, (the worry here is that I may never be able to get it back), but the real truth is likely that I find the change of schedule that accompanies summer if one is in the academic world difficult. I get into a routine and then, here comes summer, and that routine is changed, and I have a hard time.
But here it is, then, almost not summer anymore. (Though you'd never know that from the heat – a hundred degrees today! Although I am not often a proponent of air conditioning, believing instead that I can Tough It Out As God Surely Intended, today – and the last few weeks, in fact – I have been very thankful for it.)
Meanwhile I've moved! At last. I'm very happy with the new place. It's quite clean and well-painted and new inside, and it encourages me to believe I, too, can lead a clean, well-painted new life here. And I will! I've proved it already by cleaning. Several times! And putting only framed pictures on the walls! And getting rid of lots of old things! (Actually, that came prior to the move and was perhaps precipitated as much by laziness – "oh, I don't want to move that" – as it was by tidiness.)
I haven't thought of very much of note for weeks, though, it seems. I've been working a ton at the childcare, trying to perfect my crying-baby skills. They're anything but perfect, I am sorry to report. I am pretty good at crying toddlers, but babies elude me. They contort their little bodies and scream and vomit slightly, and I can't seem to stop them. I can, however, engage in "No you're weird!…No you're dumb!…Stop repeating me!" with the best of them, so at least I excel at some age groups.
But here it is, then, almost not summer anymore. (Though you'd never know that from the heat – a hundred degrees today! Although I am not often a proponent of air conditioning, believing instead that I can Tough It Out As God Surely Intended, today – and the last few weeks, in fact – I have been very thankful for it.)
Meanwhile I've moved! At last. I'm very happy with the new place. It's quite clean and well-painted and new inside, and it encourages me to believe I, too, can lead a clean, well-painted new life here. And I will! I've proved it already by cleaning. Several times! And putting only framed pictures on the walls! And getting rid of lots of old things! (Actually, that came prior to the move and was perhaps precipitated as much by laziness – "oh, I don't want to move that" – as it was by tidiness.)
I haven't thought of very much of note for weeks, though, it seems. I've been working a ton at the childcare, trying to perfect my crying-baby skills. They're anything but perfect, I am sorry to report. I am pretty good at crying toddlers, but babies elude me. They contort their little bodies and scream and vomit slightly, and I can't seem to stop them. I can, however, engage in "No you're weird!…No you're dumb!…Stop repeating me!" with the best of them, so at least I excel at some age groups.
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