I was able to get away from work by around 3:30. Unfortunately, the granite cutting is still going on next door. It’s been happening for days and days as they work on the interior of the new apartment building in the lot beside mine.
I filled out the pledge to renew for the employment file. There is still hope that something else might come up.
Strangely, they handed me a form requesting a renewal for September 1, though my present contract ends at the end of February. I suspect a little bird has been singing a refrain about me possibly taking a short term job for the spring in Japan. Well, a faculty member who used to be my boss when I first started this job was a reference, so he may have spilled the beans. I wonder if I should have accepted it, and applied to renew in September. I didn’t know we might have that option. Anyway, I do not have a job offer from Westgate about teaching at a university in Japan, and I would not (could not) accept it if it really only were for three months as the interviewer indicated. So.
I bought a cheap bottle of Chilean Siraz wine to set the mood for this week, the last week of classes for this school year. I finished the actual teaching of two conversation classes. The small group accepted the invitation to join me for a beer on Friday afternoon at the time of our scheduled class. As for the other, larger one, I told them that there will be a class, but that it would just be to see a movie. The giant bag of popcorn is sitting in my office now.
I am sipping the wine at the computer now. The sawing has paused, but the workers are yelling outside. Maybe I’ll play the “Big City Adventure” game with the headphones on to listen to the nice game music instead of the yelling and sawing.
By the way, I found out how old Y is. She’s just around one-and-a-half years older. (I think I’ll send her the new poem.)
The Vistaprint website is down again, so I may not be able to upload this day’s blog until tomorrow.