So, it turns out that our real breakup is going almost as well as the semi-breakup went. On Wednesday, Mr. B and I squabbled about how I dismissed my students from class (and I firmly told him to chill out so we could discuss it rationally. He did and we did). Other than that everything has been amiable. Yay!
It's been a busy week with tons of homework from grad school, and my weekend was so boring and solitary. I couldn't get together with my best friends. Lex was off dating. Madrid was celebrating her recent engagement and making wedding plans. Carolina was in Cape Cod for a conference. Laura's boyfriend's dad died of cancer, and (of course) she was very upset.
The negative thing about being a nurturer and independent is that your friends don't always feel the need to nurture you. And this is terrible and selfish, but a death in the family definitely trumps a breakup, so I don't expect to be comforted any time soon. Laura will need it more, and I'll comfort her gladly.
Actually, my out-of-town friends have been stepping up in the comforting-Erin department with calls and online messages. Mom's also been checking in, though she never brings up why. I love you, too, Mom!
And now I have to get ready to go back to work tomorrow where I will face a room full of ghetto tweens. But I'm going to make it...right? Right. Sure. Six and a half months down, just three and a half months to go until summer vacation and, if all goes well, college graduation. If an independent study a few other Fellows and I need gets cleared, I'll be done with my degree by the end of June and officially graduate in August. I might even get to take part in the May graduation ceremony. For now it's all up in the air. Wish me luck.