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Outta Sync

Even though I don’t teach, I still experience the mood-shift at the end of the school year. It’s time to pull the nose up off the proverbial grindstone, step back, take a deep breath, relax a little, and reflect.

Since Xy does teach, she experiences this even more deeply. However, we’re not quite on the same schedule. University commencement was last weekend, whereas Xy won’t be totally finished with school for another two weeks. And the last couple weeks of school tend to be the most nerve-wracking of all.

So, we’re out of sync.

This was driven home to me forcefully when I tried to wax philosophical in our conversation last night. I’m wont to wax philosophical at the drop of a hat, just about any time of year, but especially now. You know, I just wanted to talk about life, the universe, and everything. Especially life. Especially my life, and Xy’s, and what we plan to do with (what’s left of) them.

Xy wasn’t really prepared for that. We were at cross purposes. And we were just plain cross with one another. Finally we decided to table the topic until she’s done with school.

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