In approximately 46 minutes, I will officially be on Thanksgiving Break and I’m pretty excited about it. A laundry mishap kept me up until 3:30ish last night, which you will recognize as FAR TOO LATE to be up the night before an 8:30 class. (The stupid washing machine somehow restarted while I was trying to pull the clothes out? AND it didn’t spin most of the water off, so the dryer left everything soggy, and most of my clothes are now hanging off every door and hook in my room, and it’s just not a great situation on the whole.) So, yes, a few days off and the opportunity to sleep in are definitely in order!
I’m making my way from Boston to Long Island through a pretty elaborate travel process (seriously: bus, subway, train, boat, car, second boat, car). Stage one involves staying over tonight with my sister, who attends a school closer into Boston, so we can grab the train tomorrow morning more easily. Pretty much my entire mom’s side of the family lives within ten minutes of each other on Long Island, so it makes Thanksgiving pretty simple. We all converge for the weekend and a bit of the week and stuff ourselves on my aunts’ cooking. I don’t get to see them as much as I used to when I was in high school so we end up talking about pretty much everything that’s happened since the Fourth of July.
Things I am looking forward to: catching up with family, eating my aunt’s pecan pie, sleeping in. Things I am not looking forward to: digging in on final projects that I’ve been putting off, getting roped into raking leaves off my grandma’s massive lawn and inevitably also getting roped into taking a walk down the freezing beach for “fresh air,” never mind all the fresh air we got from all the aforementioned raking.
I’m not going to say that Wellesley is checking out a bit early, but my stats class this morning was down about one third of its students, so. The professor for my other Tuesday class just cancelled class and suggested that students find a time to meet with her and talk about their work instead, which was probably a wise move. People with suitcases keep vanishing onto the bus, Zip Cars (we get a discount–one of the founders attended Wellesley!), and the shuttle that Wellesley runs to Logan airport. I still need to pack my own suitcase which will be interesting, re: pretty much all my clothing could be described (generously) as damp, or (less generously) soggy messes draped over half my room (though not on my radiator–“drying clothes on radiator safe?” and “drying clothes on radiator fire hazard?” turned up some interesting Google results).
If it seems like I’ve been going on about my laundry situation a bit much in this particular post, sorry! Not much has happened since I posted last Thursday. I’ll write about how my break went when I get back, but for now I’m in a bit of a limbo. I will now be on break in about 13 minutes, not that I’m watching the clock. (I am kind of watching the clock.) I hope you all have a happy Thanksgiving!