I am at home waiting for Frank the Tree Guy to call. One of us had to do it, and today is a day that I don’t have contact with students and the man does.
It is my secret hope that Frank will come, clear away the debris and I’ll be able to get into the office this afternoon. It is more likely that I will be at home all day. So this, this is my writing time this week. I will try to work from home a bit, and then get it together and do some research.
My fear this week is that Frank won’t get my car out in time for me to drive it to the conference in Chicago I’m presenting at on Wednesday, and tomorrow will be a scramble to rent a car.
BTW, I’m not happy about any of this. Like the rest of you, I prefer it when life goes in its accustomed manner. I had things to do at the office today that needed to be done at the office today.