Dancers Anonymous > yesterday's activities

Discussion in 'Dancers Anonymous' started by fascination, May 10, 2009.

  1. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL--Spring 2013!
    Dear Brain/Body: You are 45 years old. You have been doing first days of school since you were 3, when you went to nursery school. It's cute but also a little concerning that you still tend to wake up at 4 AM thinking "Is it time yet?!" Luckily, I managed to fall back to sleep.

    6:30--Got up for real. Discovered the college has a 2 hour delay and will open at 10. Child's school will open at 9:20. Sweet. That still works.

    9:20--Drop off Child.
    9:30--Arrive at campus. Parking lot is so empty that I wonder if there was a subsequent e-mail that I missed saying "J/K about that 10 AM start." I also wondered if anyone had told Buildings and Grounds about this 10 AM opening thing, with first classes at 10:20. Campus walkways are a sheet of ice. Icy rain is still coming down, so I have an umbrella in one hand and a lunchbox in the other, and I realize it is going to be hard to break my fall if I do slip. Luckily, I stay upright. Unfortunately, at least two other faculty in my building were not so lucky. :(

    10:20--Great Works II. First day goes pretty well, from what I can tell.

    Lunch and a trip to the library, which goes better than initial trip in.

    12:40--Senior Seminar. Small class with six students. At end, one student asks how the Senior Seminar essay compares to grad school essays, because he is thinking of applying. I have an off-the-cuff chat with class about why you should not get an MA in English, but would be better off going in a field like Marketing, Public Relations, Educational Administration, Library Science, Publishing.

    2:15-3:15--Office hours. Attempt to solve one young woman's problem about her sophomore seminar. Call Registrar's Office. No answer. Leave message. No call back as of 10 PM last night. Huh.

    While I was in my 12:40 class, the official memo went out to faculty: I am the new FYS Director, and three colleagues--1 each from the Communication, Psychology, and Philosophy departments--will be co-coordinators of the Sophomore Interdisciplinary Seminar. I get people stopping by saying congratulations. I also post the news on FB and get lots of "Likes" and positive comments. It esp warms my heart to see so many alumni of the class liking the news and saying sweet things. <3

    A little work on notes for evening class.

    3:45ish--Home. Rest and read Stephen Greenblatt's Will in the World: How Shakespeare Became Shakespeare.

    7:30-10--Grad class: The Modern World. Class is really small at 7 students...but I think it goes reasonably well! Given that I had no sense of what these students already knew or what the preceding course, The Ancient World, was like, this was a relief.

    Home. Decompress/hang out on FB. Bed.
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  2. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    Woohoo! Congratulations, Madame Director. :)
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  3. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member


    Flu recovery nearly complete; dressed and up and doing stuff like, y'know, cooking and stuff


    Weather report is mega-crappy, so off to the supermarket in the morning
    To Ex to pack and ship and do computer work
    Mega-crappy weather report turns out to have been wrong, yay
    Lesson, in which I get coaching with mixed results, but boy, it's good to have an experienced outside pair of eyes in the room
    Some computer work for a friend
    Exhausted; z early
  4. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    8-9 AM--Open session with Provost Candidate #1.
    9-11 AM--Office hours. Read an article that in some respects makes the diametric opposite point to the one I am making in my argument.
    11:30-12:45--Run my first meeting as FYS Director. It went rather well, especially given that I had been FYS Director for less than 24 hours at this point! I think we have at least three concrete changes that we plan to make emerging out of this meeting.

    1ish--Home. Lunch. Before I can even eat, though, Husband is excited to show me our new tv, which arrived while I was at work. This is the first new tv we've had since 1995...and therefore our first flat screen one.
    1:40--6 miles on treadmill. Shower.

    Briefly took dog outside. It was a beautiful day, so warm. Ice storm Monday, then around the 50s on Tuesday? Crazy.
    4:30--Left with Child for dance.
    5-8:30--Child dances. I read Greenblatt's Will in the World: How Shakespeare Became Shakespeare.

    Put Child to bed.
  5. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member

    Depressed, depresseder, depressedest. Maybe it's the uniformly grey sky; who knows.
    Gyro, and it is good.
    Quick visit to Blond German Friend, who is altering a gown for DB#1. Give advice.
    Rolfer, which is *stellar*.
    Depression survives gyro and rolfer; impressive.
    Retail therapy; useless, plus I also don't actually buy anything frivolous, so what good is that?
    Have coffee ~3pm; this will come back to bite me in the knat later.
    Make plans with a friend to do Serious Retail Therapy tomorrow.
    Home; cook.
    Phone call from DB#4, who is even more depressed than I am; we meet at movies (Silver Lining Playbook) and then go for a glass of wine; DB#1 meets us @winebar. We vilify the men in our lives, or lack thereof, decide that dancing is the worst or best thing ever, depending on the level of wine in our glasses, eat a bit of cheese, and DB#4 feels much, much better by end of evening.
    Home; depression, having survived the entire day, manages to keep on going and going and going; it's The Energizer Bunny of black moods. TDNWMH, especially since the coffee I had at 3pm is keeping me up; finally lie down and close my eyes and breathe deeply, hoping for sleep, some time after 1:45; far outside my comfort zone. Far. Waaaay far.
  6. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    m= teach step, eat, drive to indy, lessons, cannot eat, sleep
    t=eat, bank, lessons, eat, drive home, teach spin, take a group class, home, snack, try to sleep, wine and bengay....and wednesday has come too soon with no promise for rest.....this is a punishing week
  7. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    jalex...I hope that grey cloud lifts for you soon...I felt it nipping at my heels yesterday as well and assumed it was either that it was the birthday of the child we lost or the weather, but my son called and he said he was having the blues as well....and he really thought the weather was part of it for him....good news is that at least he and I like each other again....I hope you do some fun spending today :)
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  8. cornutt

    cornutt Well-Known Member

    Because money failed to get from point A to point B in a timely manner, we've been in contract purgatory at work since Friday afternoon. Myself and a co-worker are holed up at headquarters, in the office of someone who is on vacation, and we can't do any work on the project. Worse, the company is only carrying us on overhead through Friday... if the problem isn't solved by then (which it won't be), we get furloughed at the end of the day on Friday.
  9. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member


    Make pot roast. Sort of; have no onions, so only half make pot roast
    Go to supermarket to buy onions
    Meet DB#1 at Lowe's to pick up storage shelving; I must get my belongings out of the extremely expensive storage unit, and to do that, I need shelving to hold my stuff in the basement here
    DB#1 and I go through my ballroom music and make CDs for her
    Time for Retail Therapy; meet a friend at a bar in a mall, we salute the new year in style *and* then shop; I feed my RT jones by buying a Ralph Lauren evening gown in a smashing red for maybe 1/4 of its original price, color me happy
    Back to the bar for a celebratory glass of wine
    Home; z before the wind starts; please tell me this is not the hurricane back, 'cos it sure sounds the same; odd, how much the hurricane affected me, it's months later, but I'm still fearful when I hear that wind
  10. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    cornutt. sorry to hear it
  11. bordertangoman

    bordertangoman Well-Known Member

    I had to look up 'furloughed', that's a rough call. Similar here, my boss is in debt (mis-) management. ( largely involving hiding behind his secretary...)
  12. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    @cornutt--Fingers crossed for the best possible outcome so you can continue working and getting paid!

    @jalex--Glad to see some "color me happy" in yesterday's report! We're waiting on photos of the evening gown! Is this what you will wear to Dance Legends?

    8:20--Drop off Child.

    9:10--ENG 1101. First day since there was a delayed start on Monday and this class was cancelled. Two of my fav advisees in the class, which is great. RED FLAG goes up immediately, though: one very high maintenance student. [Hear further scuttlebutt about said student later in day. My "people management" skills will definitely be needed.]

    10:20--GREAT WORKS II. Discuss definition of tragedy. Begin discussion of "King Lear," with good discussion of why we admire Cordelia rather than thinking she's just political suicidal.

    Lunch, prep. (New edition of book...which turns out to be almost identical to old edition.)

    12:40--SENIOR SEMINAR. Philosophical questions about nature of literary study.

    2:15--Office hours. Hoping to see my Troubled Advisee, but she is a no show. (Brilliant girl but has Issues.)
    As I'm in my office, it is getting seriously ominous outside. I'm thinking "Please, please, please...don't let this storm drop until I've made it to my car." I need to stay in office until 2:45 in case advisee shows. At 2:35, the sky OPENS UP. It is near monsoon amounts of rain...except with little ice pellets mixed in. (The temp has been high, but is dropping.) I have THREE adorable umbrellas in my car, and when i was driving to work, I remember thinking "Make sure to take an umbrella up to the office with you!" But I didn't. Yuck. Put a hoodie sweatshirt hood over my head, which was better than nothing and soldiered out.

    3--Picked up Child.
    Briefly home, then right back to work.

    4-5--Provost Candidate #2. I like this one!
    I asked a question during the Q+A, and the current president of my college definitely liked the question and followed up on it. That made me happy.

    Home. Dinner.
    Take Child to dance in unbelievably bad weather conditions. At points during the drive, I was like "And now I can't see!" This is just RAIN, not snow...but it was coming down hard, and I'm driving on a country road which does not have street lights. But we make it in one piece.

    7-8--Child does ballet. I read Will in the World. The part I read was focused on documentary evidence which has led scholars to conclude that Shakespeare and Anne Hathaway's marriage was not a happy one.

    Stop by Vagina Monologues fundraiser at Coldstone on way home.

    Put Child to bed.

    Husband--who has been seeming somewhat healthier today--is now having some breathing distress. He goes back to the specialist today. The specialist's theory seems to be that the fundamental problem is that his nasal passages have a growth in them, so all the junk drains into his lungs, and that coupled with the asthma is why he isn't better. He finally asks me to get the codeine-based tussin and that seems to help and he is able to sleep.
  13. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member

    CCM asked:
    Hm. Not sure about Dance Legends this year. I may be out of town -- far, far far out of town. Taiwan. Visiting family. Then again, maybe not. There's many a slip, and all that. But I will wear it some time. Seriously, it's so Red. Must wear.
  14. bordertangoman

    bordertangoman Well-Known Member

    by coincidence I am reading The Secret Life of William Shakespeare by Jude Morgan, which is surprisingly good and subtle; in that in my humble opinion, she gives her characters a Shakespearean twist, gives them words observations, verbosity clumsiness, etc etc...

    My own book Shakespeare and his Pact with the Devil is out soon ;)
  15. Peaches

    Peaches Well-Known Member

    Get to work late--first I zoned out in the shower (missed usual train), and then got detoured by 20 minutes because a tree was down and blocking the road I take to get to the train station (missed next train). Was also frozen, because the weather dibbledoo on my phone failed me; 50 and very rainy my butt.

    At work (with plenty of hot coffee in hand)--started off by discussing Current Issue with programmer. Because I'm a dork (ya know, from now on, I'm just abbreviating it to BIAD), I find the conversation fascinating. It's an interesting exercise in trying to a)figure out exactly what we'll need down the line, b)figure out the way to meet those needs while balancing the twin priorities of ease-of-doing now and ease-of-use later. We go back and forth, with lots of looking at the various related databases and the overall structure between them. Lots of process talk, which I like, BIAD.

    Have The Talk with acting boss. I was nervous, but had spent the last several days seething; either I had to speak up and try and change the situation, or I would have been looking for either a transfer to another section or a new job entirely. I'm glad I spoke up. I stayed nice and calm and professional, thanked her for what she does for us as a coworker and a manager, gave her the benefit of the doubt regarding her intentions...and then politely described that while I realize she meant nothing by it, that I felt marginalized by [her action], that it felt like a vote of no confidence, and that I felt undermined. I pointed out my years of comptetence in this realm, and that Programmer and I have been handling this from Day 1 with no problems, and didn't feel I was inappropriate to expect to be in on the conversation. Segued to other project, which was threatening to go down the same rabbit hole, and explained that I was excited about the new project, and looking to make it something of a cornerstone in my resume for my next promotion opportunity, but that I needed not just to do it, but to be seen to do it.

    Upshot: she apologized, saying she didn't realize she was coming off that way, that he had only intended to help, and promptly backed off. Agreed about Cornerstone Project, and backed off entirely on that (while still seeming to be happy about having her brain picked). We ended on a very good note.

    Spent the rest of the day happily working away on Cornerstone Project. BIAD, it is ridiculously fun to me. It's budget stuff, and I'm looking to transform the process overall, but I'm also thinking of new ways to model it, and to incorporate more data. The rest of the day passes in a data modeling, process revision, spreadsheet-fueled haze of ridiculous happiness.

    Train home canceled. Wait. Eat salad I didn't get to from lunch. Have brainwave about additional modeling possibility. Get home. Listen to DH vent--he is seriously unhappy, and I can't blame him. My hands are itching to get ahold of his company's data and databases; I've been wanting to play with their data for a while, and have repeatedly told DH that if they'll buy me the software I like I'd be happy to clean their data and do data mining for report building for them for free, just for the experience. Obviously, I haven't been taken up on the offer.

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  16. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    @BTM--Cool! Sounds like Jude Morgan gives Shakespeare's marriage a more positive spin than Stephen Greenblatt does?

    @J_Alex--Wow! Taiwan is definitely way out of town!

    8ish--Printing out and assembling stuff for meeting over lunch.
    9:30-10:30--Read Will in the World.
    11--At work, getting ready for meeting.

    11:30-1--Academic Planning Committee meeting. Better than I expected!
    One minor negative, though: I was given a letter by an administrative officially stating my appointment as FYS Director and offering me a course release--for this semester. Well, clearly I can't take a course release THIS semester. I didn't have any idea I would have this job until early January, and it wasn't official until the first day of classes. I can't palm off a class that has already started on someone else. It isn't done. I was planning to take the release in the fall. So that's something that will need to be straightened out.

    Deal with a few pressing work related e-mails.
    Also receive e-mail that annoys the living daylights out of me, sent at 10:35 AM--VagMons rehearsal is being moved UP an hour, to start at 6:30, "please be on time" or e-mail if you can't. Seriously?! I have plans to go to Towson for my last pre-comp lesson. If you e-mailed me yesterday, I could have changed the time of that lesson. So I e-mailed and told them my situation.

    Also get a more sobering e-mail from a dean: a student in one of my classes's brother was killed over the weekend. Wow. Kind of puts things in proportion.

    1:40--Grocery store. Trying to do a 10 minute in-and-out trip to get produce. Someone with 20 items gets in front of me on the only 15 items or less lane, and I count every single item in my head as she puts it on the conveyer belt.

    2:25--4.5 miles on treadmill. (Had been hoping to do 6, but no time.) Shower.

    3:30--Leave for Towson. Last miles of drive suck and I am a little late, but luckily still beat my instructor there by about 2 mins.

    4:45--Lessons. Run-throughs and last minute corrections. He starts giving me a larger-scale technique correction and then checks it, noting that this is not a change I'm going to be able to incorporate pre-comp and he doesn't want me obsessing about it. I appreciate this.

    I say I have to leave at 6...though I will still in no way be on time.

    7:15-9--At rehearsal...with one interruption at 8:30 to engage in an emergency advising session with an advisee.

    Home. Eat din.

    Husband coughing and having respiratory distress again. I convince him to take his med again. (Btw, the specialist decided a wait and see approach is appropriate, that it's too early for surgery. Husband's first words to me were "You are not going to be happy.")

    Almost bought tickets to Dance Legends, but couldn't quite bite the bullet.
    Stayed up later than I should have.
  17. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    w...teach interval, head out to run 1000 errands, teach abs teach interval again, bed as early as body will allow
    th... teach blast, run 1000 more errands...see engaged clients in the evening, some of the best work I have ever done....feel remarkably blessed...bed early again
  18. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    peach...glad you had the talk
  19. bordertangoman

    bordertangoman Well-Known Member

    got up and some silly hour at bid on ebay for a snorkel scheaffer ; found out this morning I'd won and paid less than I was expecting to...went to get some black ink , and the shop stocked about 30 colours..didn't give in to there was a turquoise to die for..

    Well done Peaches..sounds like you are working under a human being
  20. 3wishes

    3wishes Well-Known Member

    Lots of yesterdays into blur.
    Announce to DH, heading to "dad's" for the week, DH stunned.
    Head up the "hill" and it's blasting freakin cold in Victorville with a wind chill factor. SCREAM.
    Get dad up and around with his new cadillac of walkers.
    Groceries stocked into fridge "what are you doing he askes, we can buy food already made".
    Response,,,,"nope, I love to cook and you can have no salt, HA!:
    he resigns.
    Work with Physical Therapy as he regains strength in legs.
    Hear what happened.
    Neighbor informs me also of what happened.
    Take dad to multiple doctor apppointments,
    Have "The Discussion" about moving...he accepts this much easier than I anticipated, although his home is
    great for all the devices, much better than mine...he still should not be alone.
    Order in-home services.
    Contact the VA for the Aid and Dependence pension.
    Watch him like a hawk as he informs me how to cook, bills, postal service, ahhhhh the brain thinks "there he is...mister pain in my neck...almost normal things start taking place after day three"
    Day four, dear brother pops in on deadhead flight and totally surprises dad....This is good.
    We all leave, he's much much better and stronger.
    Still going to find a place for him closer to my home.
    Spend evening at my house discussin plans with dear brother - regarding parent and move.
    Take brother to airport at OH DARK THIRTY so he can catch a jump seat back to texas.
    Deep deep needed.

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