As for my graduate course, another Monday cancelled, I don't feel comfortable calling it off because Spring Break is around the corner, so I'm hoping to get a 1 hour video together to help them be ready for next Monday. And for all the other shenanigans required this week, we shall see. The outside candidate, as of yet, cannot get a flight to CT, and with more snow predicted later this week, only time will tell. I'm not very optimistic. I'm just hoping I can keep my head on straight to make it make as much sense as humanly possible. It's a lot to juggle the insanity, but it is what educators do.
Pam made me lunch and followed with a Pink Pamther cocktail...some sort of vodka, cranberry, ginger ale drink, and we played several rounds of Rummikub...she won 2 of the 3 and the dogs got to tire one another out.
I got home around 5:30 and it was light snow. By 7 p.m. the icky was getting sticky and I could tell it was going to be quite a night...the heaviest coming in between 3 a.m. and 6 a.m.. I'm waking to the exhaustion of removing it, but because it's not stopping until 6 p.m., I'm unsure how much I want to remove today. Daylight is likely not going to be the best time, so I await decisions for on-campus 10 a.m. meetings to figure out a game plan for all of it. I can't get out of the house if I can't find time to shovel.
Oh, Maude...you're making us feel like Syracuse down here. All joy, always. We've had a respite from winter for a few years, but Mother Nature is getting her payback now.
My brain is scrambled. It is what it is. Phew.
Stay under the blankets.
