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Monday, September 12, 2016

Week Three

Well, today begins the third week of school. I'm kind of in that limbo area where I can't figure out if the semester is dragging on or flying by. Three weeks already? Or has it only been three weeks?? We're kind of in that dead lull right now where not much is happening. People are scurrying about like rats, trying to get ready for what's in store this semester. We haven't quite started having busy concert weeks, and it's too early to start scheduling for next semester. So I'm mostly biding my time doing paperwork, processing parking requests, and listening (currently) to the Big Phat Band. The selections change daily. Good thing, or I'd think I was in a rut.

28. That's my magic number. If I retire at 55, I'll have 28 more semesters here. Too early to start counting down? Well that assumes of course that I actually stay working here. Haven't heard anything either way, on either of the prospects currently cooking in the fire. But by age 55 I will have just over 30 years of service; really 31 plus whatever my accumulated sick time translates to. If I don't stay, I'd likely have to keep working till at least 62. Which I could certainly do. But I think I'm ready to move on. Heck on blasé Mondays like today, I feel like I could move on right now. Oh, to be independently wealthy. Where's the Publishers Clearing House Prize Patrol when you need them??

But anyways, today is a Monday just like any other, really. Cleaning up from the things that took place or came into the inbox over the weekend. Reminiscing over the past, daydreaming of the future. And just chugging along.

Sigh. Well, hey, it's already week three and there's only 28 semesters to go...

Friday, September 2, 2016

I Saw A Green Garbage Truck

This morning, on the way to work, I saw a garbage truck. A big green one. That would have been far more exciting had Connor been in the car, but he was at the old folks' home already. But he loves to narrate his car rides, pointing out every garbage truck, tractor, van, fire truck, ambulance, and so on. And he names them by color too. Smart kid. The back seat driver thing gets old though...Daddy Go!, Go That Way!, Turn Around! And so on.

Anyway, here we are at the end of the first week of school at Sac State. It's been a busy week, which is par for the course in the first week of school. Tomorrow is already our first football game. I'm still here at work, though I applied for and interviewed for a new job at UC Davis, stage managing for their brand new music building which is set to open next week. Haven't heard anything since last Wednesday's interview. It was a good interview though, and no matter the eventual outcome, I'm glad I did it. It was only the second interview I've done since taking the job at Sac State 17 years ago. Oddly enough both times were at UC Davis.

But here I am at Sac State, and for the moment assuming I'll be here for at least another 14 years. Time flies by. It really does. Hard to believe I've been on this campus for 23 years now, counting my undergrad years. So many people have come and gone, and meanwhile I've just sat and watched them fly by as I slowly grow older. Sometimes folks from the past come back to visit for one reason or another (sometimes it's because they have an old hold on their record from not returning their practice room key...). I usually can't remember if it's been 5, 10, or 20 years since I last saw them. Everything tends to blend together. The years are all just one big work of impressionist art, smeared together to form a vague sense of all that's happened in that time. Sigh.

But I digress. Here it is, the end of the first week of school, with a three day weekend looming. I've been busy doing paperwork for this and that, and everything here at school this week. And now it's time for lunch. Then the afternoon will be more of the same, I'm sure, and soon it will be time to go home and decompress. Maybe I'll see a garbage truck on the way home...