Life continues to be rich and full in the Miser Family Household. This week, we're full of muscles, from top to bottom!


In the next row, my Sister-in-law says, "I don’t feel to comfortable in the gym these days, so I got this Echelon Reflect and a few dumbbells. I am trying to convince [my husband] to let me donate our guest bedroom set and turn the room into a home gym. He’s not on board." L1 is "working on the triceps"; J-son has muscles on his muscles; and my sisters and I are a trio of second-century powerhouses, if I do say so myself.
K-daughter first worried that "Yaaaaaaaa.... I don't have time to do much of anything but chase the 5 yr old around and take walks. These count as exercise, right? Lol", but I reminded her that she's been super active at making stuff with mussels (er, muscles). Behold those awesome swimmers and mermaids, carved by her and painted by A-child. Whoop! And since we're heading into the deep, we can appreciate the well-developed calves displayed by my guy, by N-son, and by Amelia the dog.
So what have we been up to lately, with all those muscles? N-son is using his to help out his brother-in-laws. Recently, they were working on a project just 10 miles from the White House, he wants me to tell you! I don't think he got to see either number 45 or number 46; mostly he just got to do a lot of work.
Me, I'm likewise slogging through my heavy course load. I thought I might actually get a chance to come up for air this weekend, but then . . . more cheating. Man, I hate online exams. So much. So, so much. This was four students (two of whom I really like a lot) collaborating via Facetime during the half-hour quiz. Grump, grump, grump. I spent hours writing letters, holding meetings, and documenting stuff. The only good thing to say about this is that they all confessed and apologized, and I do think two of them are sincerely remorseful, and another one is going to get tested for ADHD and exam anxiety, which might be a long-term benefit to that particular student.
That being said, my classes are generally going about as well as you could expect under the conditions. There's a huge part of me looking forward to a week from now, when the classes are over (over!), and I don't have to get up at 5:30 every day and spend the next 6+ hours zooming through classes and the 4 hours after that grading like mad to be ready for the next day. But there's also a part of me that tries to remind myself that "this is my life, too, right now; this module is a life experience that I'm never going to have again, and I ought to pay attention to the experience". I keep telling my students that they get good at what they practice (like, if they practice doing homework with their friends via Facetime, it's not a huge surprise that stress pushes them into doing quizzes that way). And I know that living my life waiting for the future doesn't help me when I get to the future and want to start living in the now.
At any rate, I'm trying to enjoy the experience of zoom-teaching students who are simultaneously in Italy, Shanghai, Missouri, and the dorms just down the street from me.
The reason I chose the "muscle" theme is to complement this week's interview, with J-son. We don't hear much from him lately, but he hasn't totally disappeared: just last weekend, in fact, my husband had taken both our sons to New York State to help a friend of his pack and move boxes. N-son cornered J-son last weekend and got him to chat over the phone with me. Here's what J-son has to say for himself.
- Spending time with my girlfriend.
- Running, hiking, sightseeing, and generally being outside as much as I can (with a mask on). I've lost 20 pounds.
- Working on my mindset: I wake up and just focus on doing what I want to do: I work out and tire myself out.
- No job, but I do wash cars at a car wash (3 days/week, 6 hrs/day) to pick up a bit of spending money.
- I'm thinking about getting my license and growing up.
"What kinds of things are you thinking a lot about these days?"
I'm spending a lot of time thinking about what life actually is, and about how being an adult is, the ways it's different than being a child.
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