It took me awhile to get over Deana’s death. To be honest, I’m still not really over it but I have managed to pull myself together and get on with it.
After all, I’m still alive.
So here we are, four months later, and things are chugging along for me.
I finished teaching my course this spring and was very happy with it. My students were mostly happy, too. There was one student from hell who wanted me to change his grade and when I wouldn’t, he tried going over my head. That didn’t work out too well for him, either. And once again, one of my students accused me of being nasty and sneering in ways that discourage my students from participating. The problem with that, of course, is that students did participate … most of them did. But I get the criticism of being snarky and sarcastic and intimidating often enough to require a bit of self examination. I must ponder. It’s too bad that nobody is willing to tell me this to my face when I ask for feedback.
Wow, I just can’t get away from this shitty new WordPress posting block. I really hate it but, evidently, if I want to continue using WordPress, I’m stuck with it. Crap.
Not sure how I feel about starting 2021 this way.
But never mind my complaining (already!). Happy New Year, folks!
I am not going to waste any time at all in here talking about 2020 in review. The year was awful, for reasons with which we are all familiar. Of course, I am not expecting everything to miraculously right itself now that January is here. I do try not to be unreasonable. But clearly, things are changing. There will be a new U.S. president, so I can probably postpone emigrating for a little while. There is now a vaccine for COVID-19, and I plan to get vaccinated just as soon as I am able. I expect, before the year is over, that things will be … different.
It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? I didn’t want you to think I’d kicked the bucket. I have not even been sick; I gave blood last week and learned that I have no COVID-19 antibodies.
I have been sitting in my house more or less since you last heard from me. I’ve moved since then, so I’m sitting in a different as at this point, but still. Classes started last week and, in ten days, there have been six clusters found on campus, so we’re back to remote instruction. This is pretty much what I was expecting but I didn’t think it would happen quite so fast.
I have not been on campus. Well, except for going to get my stuff out of my old office because I won’t have an office this year. I’m not teaching this fall because I’m going to be off doing fieldwork.
Yes, that’s right. Having more or less quarantined myself since March, I am now going to do some traveling.
Happy New Year.
I spent New Year’s Eve at home with the boys, as usual. The end of the decade and the start of a new decade provoked a reflective mood.
It’s been a hell of a decade.
It started with me going back to school and getting divorced.
So, I gave you a fitness update on the Adventures of Dawn but there’s the school update, too.
The news here is all good. Which means this is going to be a very short post.
I don’t actually know how many of you glorious people out there know anything about the process of getting a Ph.D. but basically the story is that I have now been admitted to Candidacy.
My status is ABD, which stands for All But Dissertation.
What all this means in plain English is that I have completed my coursework, I have completed all other requirements, and I have taken and passed my written and oral comprehensive exams.