Thanksgiving 2007

So this is my first post in quite a while. Quite a while. This is the second time I've written since my Grandma died.
Crazy--looking back a week ago, she actually died a week before I was remembering her death, that's how screwed up my perception of reality was.
Anyway. Since then, I've gotten an absolutely shitty 3rd year review. I've been through an appeal, with the majority of my colleagues still feeling as if my contract should not be renewed. If I don't get two single-author publications by the end of the year, I'm done. If I don't get two single-author pubs in press plus 2 or 3 more under review by this time next year, I'm done. Been a little down.

I've gained a few pounds--not a lot though. I've been to a conference in New Orleans, and I've renewed my motivation to stick with the three month process of working through "The Artist's Way at Work: Riding the Dragon/Twelve Weeks to Creative Freedom." Can't hurt. I've done two weeks of morning pages, though not always in the morning and not always the highly recommended three pages of writing. But I'm sticking with it.
And I'm writing this post. That definitely counts as progress.

On the kitchen table:
A buttered three quart casserole dish for the macaroni and cheese casserole I'm making to bring over to my sister-in-law's house
Four packs of shredded cheese
A small container of country crock
My morning pages notebook and the Artist's Way book
A Michelob Ultra Pomegranate and Raspberry bottle, 4/5's empty
My laptop
A can opener

My S.O. and my other sister-in-law's friend are listening to bad 80's rap and playing Madden 2006 in the living room.

I did my morning pages today. I'm glad to bringing a dish instead of hosting. I'm glad that my mother-in-law could take my daughter to visit her great-aunt and her cousins while I cooked. I'm thankful. I'm going to have another beer.

Happy Thanksgiving to You and Yours