Thursday Afternoon Update

It's about 5 and I'm just sitting down with dinner and a glass of wine. I'm exhausted.

I've been at work since 8am. I was picking on Svea on Tuesday and so my punishment was to go to the football coach interview at 9am. Which was horrible! I had to sit in a room full of men and ask the very attractive candidate (and I don't like blondes) about his past experience running summer camps, what his goals would be for football camps if he were to come to Western. After the interview, I came to the conclusion that this is the guy movies are based on. The coach that believes in his players, helps them through academics, and shows a disallusioned youth the way to a better life. Needless to say, I was very impressed. However, the candidate was young and didn't fit into the good old boys club. I'm afraid they won't hire him.

I have a few pages to read for tomorrow's music class and I have laundry to do, but I want to just lay on the sofa and suck my thumb. The first week of classes is always hard on me. I'm resistant to new professors. I'm resistant to change. I don't like the shift in my schedule.

I think the thing that is getting to me is pre-emptive seperation anxiety. The realization that I'm helping hire a coach that I will never see on the field. The conference I worked on all day putting together a proposal so amazing they can't help but bring their $100,000 to Western, I will never be a part of, or help with. I do want to move on, I do. I want to move on to grad school. Change always upsets us.