so it turns out that having a job is kind of a drag. first, i have to get up every morning by 8:30 - at the latest! i couldn't tell you what 8:30 looks like in paris - and put makeup on. makeup?! what an awful way to start the day. kp makes the coffee, and i make the bed. then we say goodbye. second unanticipated downside of having a proper job: i don't get to spend my whole day with knox anymore.
i enjoy a 5-min walk through the swamp, during which all my makeup slides off my face, and then i am on the job for about 11 hours. this job is a whole crazy mess of work, and if i'm not searching for materials to put on one syllabus (because, no, i have no idea what we'll be doing after next week!), i'm grading essays or blog entries or homework... or trying to think up clever ways to explain the difference between "i was walking" and "i walked." it's exhausting. who knew i'd look back on the dissertation period with such nostalgia so quickly?
but i'm not a total maniac. i do take saturdays off (or *mostly* off, depending on how high that stack of papers to grade is...). on saturdays we go for lunch and we drink beer in the afternoon. we walk around and take pictures. we visit vintage shops and pretend we can afford to buy a dresser (still using the boxes).
i like saturdays.
café du monde beignets (we cheated and had these at the mall in metairie)
just as decadent as the originals and no swamp @ss inside the mall!
...and have hung out by the river
and sometimes we just sit around and watch the storms roll in
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