I finally get to do summer for a few days, 10 to be exact, as my classes for the first summer session ended yesterday. One 3-hour class, four days in a row? Nothing kills your motivation quite like it. Nonetheless, both classes have been awesome experiences and I am pleased that I took on the challenge. The second half of my Spanish class resumes July 9, and during this 10 days off I am not completely off the hook, since I should be reading and researching for my lit seminar paper.
However, I am ready to use these 10 days to do as much summer as I can, too. Le beau and I were originally hoping to take a roadtrip during this 10 days, but have since decided to stick around. Instead, we’re taking several day trips (Columbus, Cincinnati OTR night on the town, Cincinnati Reds game, Jungle Jim’s date), doing those Oxford things we’ve never quite gotten around to (formal gardens, Hueston Woods, the covered bridge), and some parties thrown by friends, including the fourth of July party hosted by Tony (and the fireworks!).
Today is the first day. Le beau is down in Cincinnati for car repairs and a special dinner with his parents. Several friends have left for the weekend, or the rest of the summer, or just for the 10 day break period. I am kicking off my first day of summer with a lot of lounging, a trip to the gym and grocery store, and with reading by the pool. There is a Pedagogy and Theater of the Oppressed conference on campus this weekend, and I am thinking of crashing a session at 4 pm this afternoon. I am consciously not going to a party tonight because I am a little bit tired of feeling busy, a little bit tired of parties (even though I know there are several upcoming). And this evening at 10 pm, I have a phone call scheduled with my best girl, Brittney, who I haven’t talked to since I briefly saw her on her way home from Kenyon to Chicago after her graduation.
These are going to be good days.