Take A Deep Breath...
...because tomorrow is the first day of classes, at least one of which doesn't have a professor yet. As Department Chair this is Southern Man's problem. Well, they pay him extra to deal with this sort of thing so he'll deal with it, probably by cancelling the class and hoping that there will be enough students in it next spring to justify hiring an adjunct.
Southern Man relaxed at home and then joined Southern Parents and Southern Sister and Teen Daughter The Elder for lunch.
Southern Parents mug for the camera.
Then it was off to a nearby park to pick up the daily geocache...
Geocachers love trees that look like they belong in Middle-Earth.
...and then to church for a lengthy singles leadership council meeting where we put the final touches on the plans for an upcoming float trip and worked through three months worth of events. There's lots of fun stuff coming up and you'll read about it here.
We grilled steaks at her house yesterday and he leads the monthly bowling (which Southern Man has missed two months running).
Then Southern Man loaded up some clothes and furniture and stuff into The Titan and ran it out to The Land (where he found that his newly-relocated stereo receiver had picked up a little water damage from a new leak on the as-yet-unrepaired north roof of The Barn) and came back to the apartment to blog and clean up and organize and box up even more stuff and then mentally prepare for the beginning of a new semester tomorrow.
Southern Man relaxed at home and then joined Southern Parents and Southern Sister and Teen Daughter The Elder for lunch.
Southern Parents mug for the camera.
Then it was off to a nearby park to pick up the daily geocache...
Geocachers love trees that look like they belong in Middle-Earth.
...and then to church for a lengthy singles leadership council meeting where we put the final touches on the plans for an upcoming float trip and worked through three months worth of events. There's lots of fun stuff coming up and you'll read about it here.
We grilled steaks at her house yesterday and he leads the monthly bowling (which Southern Man has missed two months running).
Then Southern Man loaded up some clothes and furniture and stuff into The Titan and ran it out to The Land (where he found that his newly-relocated stereo receiver had picked up a little water damage from a new leak on the as-yet-unrepaired north roof of The Barn) and came back to the apartment to blog and clean up and organize and box up even more stuff and then mentally prepare for the beginning of a new semester tomorrow.
posted by Southern Man @ 8:31 PM
5 Comments:
what happens when the class without a teacher is required by a soon to be graduate BUT does not make?
We always work with the students to make sure they can still graduate on time.
How nice you are to have Sunday lunch with your parents. It is a good photo of them. You are fortunate to live close to them. Hope all is well. Good luck with the new academic year.
Does your state tax land up the butt? Property taxes are through the roof here. The last three years were tough tough.
Riley-
The Land is just across the line in a rural county - taxes are pretty low on unimproved land. It was about $400 last year for ten acres.
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