Wednesday, June 13, 2012

The Endless Summer

So far, I haven’t noticed that my day job has come to an end. There’s been no change in my routine. After all, I’ve always had summer break (except for the two years that I was out of academe, causing me both times to run back to the Ivory Tower screaming, Take me back! Take me back!”), and so far nothing is different. It’s been a normal summer break.

With the other new emeriti
Sleepy and stubbly, but happy!
Or has it?

After Vanderbilt’s commencement, we went to our son’s commencement (way to go, Patrick!) and a mere few days afterward, off to Italy for a brief but very lovely trip (lots of photos). We came home and I had barely started making a dent in my jet lag when I went to speak at a conference, came home, and am now preparing for two more conferences.

This is the busiest June I’ve ever had. I don’t think I would have committed to all this busy-ness if I’d also had to plan classes, make syllabi, check on book orders, etc. But this, after all, is why I decided it was time to say Goodbye, day job!” I’ve rarely had trouble finding time to write; it’s the time for promotion—including speaking at conferences—and for travel that has been hard to find. Or at least it was until this summer.

So maybe I have noticed.


  1. It'll probably really sink in come Fall. :)

    1. That's what I'm thinking, E! I'm torn between hanging out at the entrance to campus watching them stream in on the first day of class, and going out to an extravagant brunch that morning. Maybe both!

  2. Oh, those photos are wonderful! I vote for the brunch--with lots of champagne! Mimosa's all around!:-)