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Nov. 25th, 2002
Regime Change
Nov. 25th, 2002 01:16 pmWell, it's Thanksgiving week, which means all the special-treatment laundry that's built up over the past month and a trip home to my parents'. I'm looking forward to the laundry more, I think. (At least, I spent about $200 on clothes online this morning, and straightened out the lost shipment from Lane Bryant. With one major exception, it's work clothes.)
A tornado hit MSMS earlier this month (the news reports I've been able to scrounge aren't clear whether it was the 10th or the 11th), and A.'s dorm is toast. W.'s dorm took on water and lost part of the roof, but it's fixable and able to be occupied while it's being fixed. Kincannon all over again. I'm going to take a look at the damage and make some sort of donation while I'm home, but it's going to suck.
I'm also not looking forward to seeing the grandmothers. It doesn't sound like either one has gotten appreciably worse since May, when I last saw them, but between one losing her mind and the other one wasting away physically, it's still not a fun thought. I *am* looking forward to seeing the sibs and some of the assorted cousins who are hanging about - talking to A. is a pleasure these days, and I'd like to know how he's doing on the college search. The parents, as usual, are a mixed bag.
On the home front, Dr. R. has quit - she gave us exactly two weeks notice, and will not be back after Thanksgiving. This appears to be a combination of an opportunity - she's going to teach college at Stephen F. Austin, and her husband has found a part-time dentistry job out there - and an escape - she seems to have had a falling out with one of the Assistant Superintendents. We have no clue who our interim principal will be, or how long it will take to hire a permanent one.
Mr. H. is also probably retiring at the end of the year. Frankly, he's earned the rest, but I haven't a clue what we'll do without him. There's flat-out nobody who wants to be department head, and only a couple people who I think would be competent at it. Moreover, the wrangling over AP Calculus BC and AP Statistics will be, um, interesting. I doubt they'll both go to the same person. (My hope: Mr. B keeps AP Cal AB, Ms. Br. takes Cal BC, I get Stats; of course, I wouldn't mind Cal BC, but Ms. Br. definitely has seniority over me and kinda got cheated out of Cal AB when it opened up.) There's also a strong possibility that Ms. S. will be retiring at the end of this year, which means Pre-AP PreCal would also be opening up. (Dream job: 2 classes Pre-AP PreCal, 1 double-blocked class AP Stats or AP Cal BC, 2 classes on-level PreCal. Oh, wait; we don't even know if we're going to have blocked classes or a straight seven schedule next year.)
I was going to check out UH to see what I needed to do to apply as a grad student for a Master's of Math Ed. today, but I forgot to get bus fare ready and I have too much laundry to do, so I'll have to figure out some other time to do that. (Probably the February comp day.) I feel guilty planning on going back to school before the Spouse, but he keeps sitting on his butt and not doing what he needs to do to re-enroll. Much as I love him, I can't wait on him for forever; if that means I end up with a Ph.D. before he gets his bachelor's, it'll be embarrassing, but so be it.
A tornado hit MSMS earlier this month (the news reports I've been able to scrounge aren't clear whether it was the 10th or the 11th), and A.'s dorm is toast. W.'s dorm took on water and lost part of the roof, but it's fixable and able to be occupied while it's being fixed. Kincannon all over again. I'm going to take a look at the damage and make some sort of donation while I'm home, but it's going to suck.
I'm also not looking forward to seeing the grandmothers. It doesn't sound like either one has gotten appreciably worse since May, when I last saw them, but between one losing her mind and the other one wasting away physically, it's still not a fun thought. I *am* looking forward to seeing the sibs and some of the assorted cousins who are hanging about - talking to A. is a pleasure these days, and I'd like to know how he's doing on the college search. The parents, as usual, are a mixed bag.
On the home front, Dr. R. has quit - she gave us exactly two weeks notice, and will not be back after Thanksgiving. This appears to be a combination of an opportunity - she's going to teach college at Stephen F. Austin, and her husband has found a part-time dentistry job out there - and an escape - she seems to have had a falling out with one of the Assistant Superintendents. We have no clue who our interim principal will be, or how long it will take to hire a permanent one.
Mr. H. is also probably retiring at the end of the year. Frankly, he's earned the rest, but I haven't a clue what we'll do without him. There's flat-out nobody who wants to be department head, and only a couple people who I think would be competent at it. Moreover, the wrangling over AP Calculus BC and AP Statistics will be, um, interesting. I doubt they'll both go to the same person. (My hope: Mr. B keeps AP Cal AB, Ms. Br. takes Cal BC, I get Stats; of course, I wouldn't mind Cal BC, but Ms. Br. definitely has seniority over me and kinda got cheated out of Cal AB when it opened up.) There's also a strong possibility that Ms. S. will be retiring at the end of this year, which means Pre-AP PreCal would also be opening up. (Dream job: 2 classes Pre-AP PreCal, 1 double-blocked class AP Stats or AP Cal BC, 2 classes on-level PreCal. Oh, wait; we don't even know if we're going to have blocked classes or a straight seven schedule next year.)
I was going to check out UH to see what I needed to do to apply as a grad student for a Master's of Math Ed. today, but I forgot to get bus fare ready and I have too much laundry to do, so I'll have to figure out some other time to do that. (Probably the February comp day.) I feel guilty planning on going back to school before the Spouse, but he keeps sitting on his butt and not doing what he needs to do to re-enroll. Much as I love him, I can't wait on him for forever; if that means I end up with a Ph.D. before he gets his bachelor's, it'll be embarrassing, but so be it.
Regime Change
Nov. 25th, 2002 01:16 pmWell, it's Thanksgiving week, which means all the special-treatment laundry that's built up over the past month and a trip home to my parents'. I'm looking forward to the laundry more, I think. (At least, I spent about $200 on clothes online this morning, and straightened out the lost shipment from Lane Bryant. With one major exception, it's work clothes.)
A tornado hit MSMS earlier this month (the news reports I've been able to scrounge aren't clear whether it was the 10th or the 11th), and A.'s dorm is toast. W.'s dorm took on water and lost part of the roof, but it's fixable and able to be occupied while it's being fixed. Kincannon all over again. I'm going to take a look at the damage and make some sort of donation while I'm home, but it's going to suck.
I'm also not looking forward to seeing the grandmothers. It doesn't sound like either one has gotten appreciably worse since May, when I last saw them, but between one losing her mind and the other one wasting away physically, it's still not a fun thought. I *am* looking forward to seeing the sibs and some of the assorted cousins who are hanging about - talking to A. is a pleasure these days, and I'd like to know how he's doing on the college search. The parents, as usual, are a mixed bag.
On the home front, Dr. R. has quit - she gave us exactly two weeks notice, and will not be back after Thanksgiving. This appears to be a combination of an opportunity - she's going to teach college at Stephen F. Austin, and her husband has found a part-time dentistry job out there - and an escape - she seems to have had a falling out with one of the Assistant Superintendents. We have no clue who our interim principal will be, or how long it will take to hire a permanent one.
Mr. H. is also probably retiring at the end of the year. Frankly, he's earned the rest, but I haven't a clue what we'll do without him. There's flat-out nobody who wants to be department head, and only a couple people who I think would be competent at it. Moreover, the wrangling over AP Calculus BC and AP Statistics will be, um, interesting. I doubt they'll both go to the same person. (My hope: Mr. B keeps AP Cal AB, Ms. Br. takes Cal BC, I get Stats; of course, I wouldn't mind Cal BC, but Ms. Br. definitely has seniority over me and kinda got cheated out of Cal AB when it opened up.) There's also a strong possibility that Ms. S. will be retiring at the end of this year, which means Pre-AP PreCal would also be opening up. (Dream job: 2 classes Pre-AP PreCal, 1 double-blocked class AP Stats or AP Cal BC, 2 classes on-level PreCal. Oh, wait; we don't even know if we're going to have blocked classes or a straight seven schedule next year.)
I was going to check out UH to see what I needed to do to apply as a grad student for a Master's of Math Ed. today, but I forgot to get bus fare ready and I have too much laundry to do, so I'll have to figure out some other time to do that. (Probably the February comp day.) I feel guilty planning on going back to school before the Spouse, but he keeps sitting on his butt and not doing what he needs to do to re-enroll. Much as I love him, I can't wait on him for forever; if that means I end up with a Ph.D. before he gets his bachelor's, it'll be embarrassing, but so be it.
A tornado hit MSMS earlier this month (the news reports I've been able to scrounge aren't clear whether it was the 10th or the 11th), and A.'s dorm is toast. W.'s dorm took on water and lost part of the roof, but it's fixable and able to be occupied while it's being fixed. Kincannon all over again. I'm going to take a look at the damage and make some sort of donation while I'm home, but it's going to suck.
I'm also not looking forward to seeing the grandmothers. It doesn't sound like either one has gotten appreciably worse since May, when I last saw them, but between one losing her mind and the other one wasting away physically, it's still not a fun thought. I *am* looking forward to seeing the sibs and some of the assorted cousins who are hanging about - talking to A. is a pleasure these days, and I'd like to know how he's doing on the college search. The parents, as usual, are a mixed bag.
On the home front, Dr. R. has quit - she gave us exactly two weeks notice, and will not be back after Thanksgiving. This appears to be a combination of an opportunity - she's going to teach college at Stephen F. Austin, and her husband has found a part-time dentistry job out there - and an escape - she seems to have had a falling out with one of the Assistant Superintendents. We have no clue who our interim principal will be, or how long it will take to hire a permanent one.
Mr. H. is also probably retiring at the end of the year. Frankly, he's earned the rest, but I haven't a clue what we'll do without him. There's flat-out nobody who wants to be department head, and only a couple people who I think would be competent at it. Moreover, the wrangling over AP Calculus BC and AP Statistics will be, um, interesting. I doubt they'll both go to the same person. (My hope: Mr. B keeps AP Cal AB, Ms. Br. takes Cal BC, I get Stats; of course, I wouldn't mind Cal BC, but Ms. Br. definitely has seniority over me and kinda got cheated out of Cal AB when it opened up.) There's also a strong possibility that Ms. S. will be retiring at the end of this year, which means Pre-AP PreCal would also be opening up. (Dream job: 2 classes Pre-AP PreCal, 1 double-blocked class AP Stats or AP Cal BC, 2 classes on-level PreCal. Oh, wait; we don't even know if we're going to have blocked classes or a straight seven schedule next year.)
I was going to check out UH to see what I needed to do to apply as a grad student for a Master's of Math Ed. today, but I forgot to get bus fare ready and I have too much laundry to do, so I'll have to figure out some other time to do that. (Probably the February comp day.) I feel guilty planning on going back to school before the Spouse, but he keeps sitting on his butt and not doing what he needs to do to re-enroll. Much as I love him, I can't wait on him for forever; if that means I end up with a Ph.D. before he gets his bachelor's, it'll be embarrassing, but so be it.