So, in the last few months, a lot has been happening around Casa de Tyma-Nelson. The biggest thing is the planning of our wedding. That has been interesting and, oddly enough, going a bit more smoothly than I anticipated. I am sure I just jinxed us and we are now going to have something close to, well, name your "wedding becomes a spectacle" movie. Nah. It will go off just fine.
The next monster thing is me ... going up for tenure. This has me worried in ways that I cannot even fathom. I put on my best face but, at the end of the day, I continually ask myself "am I worthy?" Tenure - the acceptance of your peers that you do have something to offer your department, school, and discipline - is a strange and oft nerve-wracking experience. Like the above-mentioned nuptials, I am confident this will also go fine ... or at least confident enough ...
I chose this picture because, well, it is funny. Perhaps it presents me in a non-caring place. Perhaps I look like a hippie from the 12th century. I don't know.
So ... Realizations.
Damn, I am freaking lucky! I mean, look at this situation. I am, currently, sitting in my office at home (in a HOUSE), working on a blog (because I am taking a break from editing chapter one of a thesis), marrying an amazing woman, working on my health, watching my beard bet a bit more gray every day (and kinda digging it), have my PhD and will hopefully be a tenured professor at a truly impressive university in a city that surprises me more and more every day, while getting full-on into brewing beer (something I have wanted to do for a long time) ... and I am not even 40? Yeah ... that's the stuff.
Next time - a discussion of brewing and the insanity that is Central States.
The next monster thing is me ... going up for tenure. This has me worried in ways that I cannot even fathom. I put on my best face but, at the end of the day, I continually ask myself "am I worthy?" Tenure - the acceptance of your peers that you do have something to offer your department, school, and discipline - is a strange and oft nerve-wracking experience. Like the above-mentioned nuptials, I am confident this will also go fine ... or at least confident enough ...
I chose this picture because, well, it is funny. Perhaps it presents me in a non-caring place. Perhaps I look like a hippie from the 12th century. I don't know.
So ... Realizations.
Damn, I am freaking lucky! I mean, look at this situation. I am, currently, sitting in my office at home (in a HOUSE), working on a blog (because I am taking a break from editing chapter one of a thesis), marrying an amazing woman, working on my health, watching my beard bet a bit more gray every day (and kinda digging it), have my PhD and will hopefully be a tenured professor at a truly impressive university in a city that surprises me more and more every day, while getting full-on into brewing beer (something I have wanted to do for a long time) ... and I am not even 40? Yeah ... that's the stuff.
Next time - a discussion of brewing and the insanity that is Central States.
See this woman? Amazing!
