Random

I’ve been in a temporary job for 15 months.  It was in the process of becoming permanent.

On the third anniversary of my dad’s death, I was told that it would not become permanent.  Sort of like a firing.   Well that afternoon they did extend me another three months, so here I am doing my job, sort of a lame duck.

Meanwhile my husband has found a fellowship on the other side of the country.  I’m not sure what that means for me.

Also, I reached out to an old friend from my academic days and rekindled a friendship.  That part was nice.  We went out to a university restaurant for Greek food last week; falafel and octopus, and brussels sprouts.

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