Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Catch Up!

Has it really been a month since I've written anything? And here it is, 9:35 on a weeknight. My bedtime is at 10, so I'm giving myself 20 minutes to type like crazy. Here's a quick catch up:

I'm teaching classes (4) and working for the Dean of Student Success.  I really like both things I'm doing but I need about 20 more hours in my week to make it work better.  Always, always busy. But the time flies by like nothing and I look up and it's time to go home.  Mostly because G gets done at 5 and walks over to my office to get me so we can walk home together. I like that.

It's getting lighter every evening.  It was pitch dark by 4:15 last month. Now we walk home as the sun sets. Something else I like.  But it's coooooold.  Like tonight it's -1 Fahrenheit.  Not like Celsius or anything. Like a negative number.  It would be more fun if there was snow. But hardly any precipitation in the valley means that it's just freezing and windy.  Still, it's snowy in the hills and we continue to add on snow pack.  That's important so that the world doesn't catch on fire next summer.

I got a fitbit! I love it. It's a small little dealybopper.  That's the technical term, dealybopper.

It sort of clips onto the center of my bra and does all sorts of recording.  I've got steps in a day, miles traveled, how many minutes I was "highly active", how many calories I've burned, and how many flights of stairs I've climbed that day. At night, I slip it into a little wristband and it tracks my sleep.

Now, my daytime activities are good. Between walking to and from work and working out so much, I average about 7 miles a day.  That's awesome.  I make it a point to climb at least 20 flights of stairs a day and burn at least 2100 calories.  All of those things are fun to keep track of.  Here's the bad part though: My sleep cycles are bad.  I get up several times a night and am a restless sleeper.  It's worse when Eleanor doesn't feel good because I'm up and checking on her several times a night.  I call it just being a worrywart.  I guess the other term is hyper vigilance.  Love the fitbit though.

Eleanor isn't feeling well again.  It's the cold.  She usually sleeps by my feet but ends up wanting to snuggle to keep warm.  Sure, I can snuggle at 2:47 a.m.  Not a problem. And again at 4. Ok.  Now, how do I get back to sleep?

I was invited to the men's basket ball game at CWU last Saturday for Faculty Appreciation night.  One of my students says that I have made a difference in his life so I, along with seven or eight other professors, were pulled onto the court at halftime and recognized.  They even gave me a tee shirt.  My student- a freshman- not only got to play, but he made both of his free throws. I was really proud of him.  He's a good kid.

Other than that, things are going along quite nicely.  I enjoy winter and don't think it's long enough. I love the frozen look of the ground and imagine the roots of all living things snug in their dirt, hibernating until the sun wakes them gently in a few weeks.  Sleep well, because soon spring will come like a lion or a lamb, and the world will bloom.

I have news on the employment front, but I can't say anything yet. Nothing that wouldn't jinx things outright. I'll keep you posted.  In the meantime, I am hoping that G and I can go to Louisiana for Spring Break to see his family. We'll get to meet our niece Haylee Kate for the first time. I can't wait!

Ugh, it's almost 10.  Gotta go.  Back soon!


  1. I read this the day you posted, but somehow didn't comment. Looking forward to your news about the job situation. Very excited to hear that you will get to visit your wonderful family in Louisiana and enjoy Miss HKs antics. She should be toddling all around by then for sure. She is such a doll.

  2. (And my secret: I like winter too).