Being department chair means that my days at work are filled with doing things for other people -- administrators, faculty, students -- and doing tasks that with which I have little familiarity -- budgets, strategic planning, scheduling.
But today I am not going to campus. Nope. Once I get the kids off to school, it's all about me and things I do know how to do. On today's agenda: editing the galley's of my article on challenging gender segregation in bars that is coming out in Feminist Studies this fall, reviewing an edition of Jacob Riis' How the Other Half Lives (a book I teach with frequently) that is being revised for a second edition (and I particularly like that I get paid $225 for doing this task!), and attending a workshop in AA on teaching about conflict.
And to top it all off, I get to ride my bike (a rare opportunity these days) to that workshop on what promises to be a lovely, crisp, and sunny fall day.
Cabins (on rainy fall nights when temps fall into the 30s). Exuberant dogs wearing silly sweaters. K & N's friends. Apple/cider/donut stands on rural roads, after big hills. Wool base layers. Vans that carry lots of bikes. Wine with lunch after a long hike. Dry trails. Polish porters and Golabki. Wheels with all spokes attached. Deer bounding across trails. Riding off the last trail with 18 miles on my widget and a smile on my face. Euchre, beer, and ribald talk. Apple pie and hot coffee for breakfast. Adventure buddies.