I'm enjoying a project on putting a Jesuit lens on a wonderful YA text I taught last semester, as well as aligning English courses with an educational minor to be achieved in 4-years times (a shift from our five-year program that has not produced the numbers promised for the change). Perhaps working in higher education is a constant shifting of societal demands. The goal is to assist local schools with the ever-growing teacher shortage. We shall see.
Karal enjoyed the day of shoveling, cuddling, and having me in-house, rather than away-from-home. If I was smarter, I would have loaded the crock pot early for an evening feast, but I got into my writing projects so ended up eating tater tots and samosas. Not the most nutritional meal, but it was filling.
Now it's another Friday with a weekend storm on the way and another to follow later next week. February seems to always be this way. Maybe we'll get enough snow to actually get my cross country skis down. Yesterday was a total Snoopy Snow Cone deliverance. By the time I got outside, most had melted leaving only a slush fund to be pushed to the side (and it was heavy).
I settled post tater tots to an evening of reading and movie/show meandering. I realize my brain was mud by 7 p.m. and that was all I was good for. There's a weekend ahead, however, so we'll see how much I can accomplish.