It’s Beginning to Feel A Lot Like Work
One of the two deeply unfortunate consequences of Thanksgiving and Hanukkah falling on the same day this year (the other: turkey latkes) is that Thanksgiving Break this year has really felt more holiday-y than in years past. Whereas previously one might safely go home, scarf down some turkey and cranberry sauce, and nonetheless feel rested and prepared for the final three weeks of the semester, this year I’ve arrived home to find myself quite willing to extend this break, with its measly three days off, all the way into mid-December and just take the whole darn month off. That’s what they do in London, after all.
But I can’t do that. So it’s back to Clark tonight, although I-290 is closed, and I might not get home before 3 am. There awaiting me will be two finals, a final paper, a French oral exam, two “I’m-not-really-a-final” finals that fall before the official finals week, and more thesis work than I can imagine. Sounds just lovely, doesn’t it? I suppose this is the time of year to, in the spirit of the season, be thankful for the fact that I remain – for at least a few more months – in the state of my life where the biggest responsibilities I have are completing academic papers. That’s not too darn bad.
For now, however, I’m sitting very quietly at home on my couch, gazing at our Christmas tree (that’s it, in the picture above you). It’s nice to be home – so nice, in fact, that I’d rather not leave. But I have to, because you, the daring reader, need much much more to read about Clark and what its finals look like. So that’s what you’ll get next week. For now, I’m going to rummage in the fridge for a bit more food, and ponder next week. It’s beginning to feel a lot like work …