Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Catching Up

I was in Nebraska for two weeks for my father's illness, death, and funeral, and I arrived back in New Orleans late last night. Now I've got 15 newspapers to read, dozens of bills and letters to address, 120 midterm exams to grade, 60 student bloggers to read, 30 phone messages to answer, and more than 1,500 emails that I have yet to look at. Thankfully most are spam. I decided to cancel the paper that I was supposed to present at the regional Society of Biblical Literature/American Schools of Oriental Research conference in Dallas next weekend. I just couldn't find time to write that paper and still get midterm grades in on time. My dogs sure missed me, and I missed them. The house is full of Mardi Gras loot gleaned by Therese and the kids. The mountain of work in front of me seems huge. Oh yeah, I have all of my dad's files and I have to try to write up his tax returns. I miss being an 18-year-old punk rocker. Life was simpler then. I just heard about someone who claimed that they never felt like an adult until their dad died, nor did they feel so lonely. That's pretty much how I feel now. It's with a heavy heart that my life goes on.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Editor B said...

Welcome back to New Orleans. Let me know if I can help in any way.

1:13 PM  
Blogger oyster said...

My condolences on the loss of your father.

And I feel you when you say you miss being an 18-year old punk rocker.

1:13 PM  
Anonymous HammHawk said...

Hey, man, you have a lot of friends around, so remember that. We're all thinking of you and sharing a bit of the burden. Holler if there's something I can do.

2:35 PM  
Anonymous Maitri said...

Let me know if you need help grading. I'm mean with a red pen. Glad that you're back.

2:36 PM  

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