June 3, 2003 ~ A Day in My Life, Illustrated, Part I
Tuesday.
I borrowed a digital camera for the day, so that I could take all of you with me on my weekday routine, as per the latest WordGoddess prompt. It's a pretty average day for a Tuesday, spent as I normally spend Tuesdays. (Mouse over pictures for "alt" tag commentary)
7:00 a.m. Wake up, hit the bathroom (wash face, brush hair, etc), get dressed, and look out the window:
 
7:15 a.m. Breakfast (cereal and soymilk, both free from the Co-op since they were past date), then packing my bag for work:
 
7:25 a.m. Brush teeth, snap a (bad quality) picture of a dressed and ready me in the mirror:
7:30 a.m. Time to go. Head out to Pokey (see this entry for details on what happened next):
 
The drive was very stressful. Once I got to the interstate, a torrential downpour hit. Much hydroplaning and prayer commenced. (Bald tires. Yes, I realize that's bad. Very bad. We're saving a little each month, and hopefully will be able to get some new ones soon.) Then the passenger's side windshield wiper died with a loud clunk and a whine. Couldn't see very well. Further prayer commenced. ("Please God, don't let the driver's-side wiper die too!") I'm sorry to say that this sort of predicament is actually becoming a rather typical ride in Pokey...
8:05 a.m. Arrive at work (a little late, but safe):
 
 
Boot up the computer and check email, then start making inquiry packets to send out to prospective students:
  
Sometime after 11:00 a.m. the fire alarm went off. There wasn't actually a fire, though (Yep, that's Pokey with some firetrucks.):
After that fiasco, it was time to make a mail run:
The organic garden market was going on outside, but I didn't have any cash:
Some flowers on the way back. I'm not sure what the first ones are, but the second are a special variety of dogwood (not natural to this area). The normal dogwoods bloomed several weeks ago and have pretty much lost all of their blooms by now, but these guys are going strong:
 
Hardly had I returned before the fire alarm went off again. Went outside and stood under the trees and watched the firemen arrive again and scurry about. At one point I looked down. Can you see what I saw?
This is the second this week. I find at least one a week. I should keep them in Pokey. That's where I could use the luck the most:
Around 1:00 p.m. I'm now (finally) back inside. Time to eat over work (left-over soy cheese pizza from the second-run theater last night, where we saw Gangs of New York):
Sorting the mail (lots today, students are sending in their final material for the semester):
Sometime after 1:00 p.m. the fire alarm went off AGAIN. This is getting ridiculous. Thankfully, this is not normal for a weekday. Oy. I spent the time outside taking pictures of the flowers that I found:
 
 
My tea was ready when they let us back inside:
The MFA program has kept recordings of classes, lectures and readings all the way back to 1983. I'm the librarian of the recording collection. When people order a copy, it's my job to make it for them and send it out. The older recordings are on tape, but all newer ones are on CD:
 
I made tape and CD copies for the remainder of the afternoon, and also did a little work on the database:
At 3:30 pm, I was off work and headed over to Jones Mountain, which I usually hike at least once a week, though I often can't resist going up more frequently than that:
I wasn't going to let a little rain keep me from the mountain. (I can't really expect to hike regularly in this temperate rain forest if I'm not willing to put up with a little rain). I wore my boots today, so I knew that I'd manage.
...continue to Part II...
A Day in My Life, Illustrated. Series.
Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV
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