Alas, there's the teaching, service, research thing. I really haven't had much time for home life at all...not the upkeep anyways.
Was sad to see my neighbor's house across the street going back on the market, but they're family is expanding, the toddlers are getting bigger, and they need a different space (and wish to flee from Stratford Public Schools). She taught there for a while and was not a fan...the thought of sending her kids...she says...to the people she used to work with horrifies her. Okay. Understood, but I'll miss seeing them everyday and having the boys wave, "Hello, Naver Bryan."
It's not like neighborhoods of yesterday, but those who wave and occasionally make conversation are good enough for me.
This morning, I am heading to day one of commencements...the graduation program. Joy to be on campus by 7 a.m. for a program that begins much later. They also put me as a faculty Marshall instead of a student Marshall, which seems to be a wee bit boring. I like the chaos of grad students trying to make sense of the ceremony.
Then I come home to hopefully work on the garage and gardens. That is the goal, anyways (and of course it will hit dinner time and I'll be like, "Crap. I don't have time to cook."
Keep hoping for that phone call..."Crandall. Calling to see if I can take you out to dinner..."
Nope. Onward.
