Hello. It feels early. No one has abolished Daylight Savings Time yet. It’s kind of a cruel joke to make me get up early on a Monday and then go teach middle-school kids today. Should be a day off or something. No one gets up early on Sunday…Monday is when we feel it. Ugh.
I graded a lot this weekend. Grades are due today or tomorrow; I’m not sure which because they keep changing shit on us. Either way, I want it done. I’m almost done. Everything is input. I just need to post and add citizenship and comments for 5 classes; I did it for one. Every time I thought I was done, I would remember something else I hadn’t done. Annoying as hell. I’ll be done today. Only one trimester left…the most annoying one, surely, but only one. And then next year, there will be more. But for right now, I can focus on the one. I hate spending so many hours of my time grading though. I wasn’t very efficient, sure, because I didn’t feel well (dental surgery), but ugh. No hike, no fun. Dinner with the parents. Ran errands Saturday (ooh exciting…one of the those errands was going back to school to get the packet of stuff I was supposed to be grading). Two weeks until Spring Break.
Dye painting progress is slow. Maybe it’s because I’m working on four at a time? I finished quilting this one…except the face…on Friday night.
Saturday, I got some thread that worked for the face and finished that, plus I had gotten binding fabrics for the three that weren’t bound, so I cut all the strips for binding and sleeves.
Straight up, it doesn’t look like I did much, but it was an hour plus to get all that done. And then last night, I had very little time and put the binding and sleeves on the smaller piece.
She’s still getting a speech bubble. Just don’t know what it will have in it yet. I figure I can sew bindings and sleeves until my brainpower pops back. Whenever that might be.
I have a piece at Louisiana State University in the AI: Artistic Interpretations show that just opened there…
Appreciate Sue Polansky for taking photos…
I don’t always get to see my work in shows when it’s traveling.
I didn’t hike on Saturday; I wasn’t feeling well. I thought I was fighting off a cold, but I think it was all stuff from the dental surgery, because it’s mostly gone today (sinus stuff). I did water…we had some really strong winds that started blowing plant pots over, so I watered to make them heavier and accidentally watered a hummingbird moth.
Sorry.
I’m doing this…
But the rest of the messages are more bleak…
This is true. I’ve had two extra jobs the entire time I’ve been teaching.
It’s only been a year, y’all…we’ve got three to go.
That’s the crazy shit. God forbid we jail the rapists.
I feel like we could do this…and maybe the male rage too…especially that rage that is focused on women as being the cause of their issues. Instead of themselves.
I need more caffeine to get through this day.
Sigh. So yeah. Today I turn 59. I have a huge bruise on my face from dental surgery, but I teach middle school, so they’ll assume I was in a fight. It’s a Monday after we Sprang Forward on Daylight Savings Time, so everyone will be exhausted and cranky. I’m teaching mutations. Which is actually usually interesting at least. Then finishing grades and hopefully going to ceramics. I had to request a menu change for dinner tonight so I wouldn’t have to cook, but also so I wouldn’t have to eat a meal I’m not really a fan of…I’ll be sewing things at the end of the day and crashing into bed, feeling like a truck hit me. Normal Monday. We’ll all be more awake by next week…this week though. This week always sucks.
Kathy Nida 