The Great Compromise of December, 2021...I'll Move My Laptop Stand, Karal, So YOUR Bed Can Be At My Feet. You Have Trained Me Well.

Dogs must think we're weird. Well, my dog must think that I'm weird. Why would someone sit in one place for 14 hours straight looking at a machine? To my credit, I would play ball, and alligator, and bones when they were brought to me and I could toss or tug them. It's not that I am ignoring her.

Still, the stress of a human sitting in place: devoted, dedicated, and focused for so many hours must perplex the canine brain. I mean, I am home. Why wouldn't my attention be completely on her?

One class is graded, and I have another to go. I did order pizza and I did watch NCAA volleyball to give myself an alternative to text.

I did lie on the ground and play with Karal during the games, but when she went into her barking phase, I knew she wanted to go to sleep. The bed was by the tree, so I put it by my feet. She curled up and fell to sleep. Compromised. It worked for her. She simply wanted to collapse, I guess, where she could inhale my foot odor. 

As for the stress of this time of year (and for the game), I have no words. I just had a love for the blood, sweat, and tears that goes into the work. 

It's Friday. The University made a call to close campus and to request work-from-home policy for final exams: no meetings, no in-person work, and finally new recommendations to be safe as numbers go up and the reporting can no longer be hidden. 

Bless us all. Bless teachers and educators everywhere who are central to the work, but obligated to the bureaucratic, administrated systems that govern us. 

Just bless. 

And for the Lady Cards - it's been a delight watching you compete this year, and Wisconsin put forward a solid, massive force. Be proud. What a season.