My Decade MashUp

who's the president?*towers crash*the whale watch from hell*back to baltimore*hellacious commute*hot dog vomiting*blowing chunks in my polyester hair*a job on the waterfront* Introduction to Whole Foods (life is never the same)*dead-end career*apply to grad school*get in to grad school!* professor love muffin*weight loss* father dies* thesis snafu*m.a.*career upswing*almost lose my virginity*finally stop hating black men*sister gets married*weight loss*applying to grad school II*getting into grad school II*sister gets divorced*move in with my sister and the dog*weight gain*obama runs for president*obama becomes president*laid off*unemployment denial*letter to the governor*michael jackson dies*back pay!*pay cut* career downgrade*36th birthday*first college teaching job*

So This Is Christmas (Semester's Over)

I still have about five poems to revise and somehow package/turn in before I can say that I'm really done, but the end is two days away. Last week marked the end of classes, but my poetry workshop instructor gave until this Thursday to hand in revisions. Of course, I have to attend the MFA student reading on the 17th, too, but that will likely feel more celebratory than obligatory.

This particular morning finds me working from home waiting for the fireplace cleaner person to come and... clean the fireplace. Neither my sister nor I felt like arranging to be home to be with the dog, so we decided to forego the service last year. That means we've never used the fireplace. Since we're committed to moving when the lease is up, this could be the last chance for a while.

Guess this means I need one of those little sweeper sets.