I'm trying to finish my Last Paper Ever. I can't say that I'm exactly overwhelmed by motivation. If I didn't admire the professor so much and want him to feel that his efforts have been worthwhile, I'm not sure that I'd be up to it.
In between . . . lunch today with my former department chair at my former teaching job, so lots of news about my former students. (Lots of "formers" in my life!) My final class of ninth graders are about to graduate, heading off to Israel for a year and then to some wonderful colleges.
Tomorrow, breakfast with a friend I haven't really talked with in ages, and then a late afternoon RevGal meet-up.
Sunday - Nope, I am not going to church for Pentecost. I am quite worn out with celebratory Sundays. They've been very difficult for me all year. But I am going to a concert in the evening, as The Lovely Daughter sings with a local choral group, and then I am going to try to put in a last minute appearance at the party celebrating the 80th birthday of Wonderful and Wise Former Spiritual Director. (Another former! But not former in friendship.)
Monday, back to Pittsburgh to put the final touches on my paper and pack up and then - home again! A stack of thank you notes await my effort, as does my new and arduous life of unemployment.
I seem to have decided to attend both our graduation and the baccalaureate service the night before, egged on mostly by friends who want to celebrate together. I suppose that's a good thing?