Too much aint enough, love, to satisfy me
This is about the fourth time I've opened this window in the last week alone, and not posting, but wanting to, you know, reach out into the world and so on. It's not that there's nothing happening, there's TOO MUCH happening. It's like one of those dreams when you want to yell and yell and all that comes out is a tiny breathless squeak.
Things that have happened:
1. My very good friend Ryan got made redundant. He was not the only one, but he's the one that counts for me. This was after I witnessed the University Council meeting that passed the restructuring. They're dissolving the department and dividing it into two. Apparently this is a "management decision" - therefore academic staff and students do not need to be consulted. I feel extremely disillusioned. There's still more fighting to be done, but it feels like a losing battle today.
2. Eight performances of "Faust Chroma" in nine days. A real joy, but a real exhaustion.
3. Handel's Water Music for the Double-Reed Ensemble. I get to play the Cor Anglais. It's like a bass oboe, and is perhaps the coolest and most under-used orchestral instrument IN THE WORLD.
4. I read Anne Lamott's "Bird by Bird." I like her a lot. It's a great book for writers, and people who like to read. I totally recommend it.
5. I'm currently away from home for a couple of days child-minding. Casey is 12.956 years old, by her own calculation. I've been looking after her at least a couple of weeks a year since she was about 6.0. She's really an awesome individual. Sample question as we drove home this evening: "What's the difference between fainting and sleeping?"
6. My stage two class are working on their Commedia dell' Arte projects. It's such hard work. Some of them are slacking and some are working hard, and they perform on Thursday and I'm tearing my hair out.
7. Today we celebrate in NZ "Queen's Birthday". It's not even her birthday. SCREW HER. Vive la revolution!
8. I'm knitting, as if that will make things better. It may work.
9. I've decided to post more. Maybe a little one each day, because I get isolated and scared and retreat into the most awful lurkerdom where I can't bring myself even to comment on things. STUPID. And then when I do post it's humungous and filled with worry.
10. One more week of term and then a bit of time off. YESSSSSSSS. I can make it.
Things that have happened:
1. My very good friend Ryan got made redundant. He was not the only one, but he's the one that counts for me. This was after I witnessed the University Council meeting that passed the restructuring. They're dissolving the department and dividing it into two. Apparently this is a "management decision" - therefore academic staff and students do not need to be consulted. I feel extremely disillusioned. There's still more fighting to be done, but it feels like a losing battle today.
2. Eight performances of "Faust Chroma" in nine days. A real joy, but a real exhaustion.
3. Handel's Water Music for the Double-Reed Ensemble. I get to play the Cor Anglais. It's like a bass oboe, and is perhaps the coolest and most under-used orchestral instrument IN THE WORLD.
4. I read Anne Lamott's "Bird by Bird." I like her a lot. It's a great book for writers, and people who like to read. I totally recommend it.
5. I'm currently away from home for a couple of days child-minding. Casey is 12.956 years old, by her own calculation. I've been looking after her at least a couple of weeks a year since she was about 6.0. She's really an awesome individual. Sample question as we drove home this evening: "What's the difference between fainting and sleeping?"
6. My stage two class are working on their Commedia dell' Arte projects. It's such hard work. Some of them are slacking and some are working hard, and they perform on Thursday and I'm tearing my hair out.
7. Today we celebrate in NZ "Queen's Birthday". It's not even her birthday. SCREW HER. Vive la revolution!
8. I'm knitting, as if that will make things better. It may work.
9. I've decided to post more. Maybe a little one each day, because I get isolated and scared and retreat into the most awful lurkerdom where I can't bring myself even to comment on things. STUPID. And then when I do post it's humungous and filled with worry.
10. One more week of term and then a bit of time off. YESSSSSSSS. I can make it.