Author Archives: Mrs. Spit

Mid Point

Posted on September 24, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

It’s been a series of small snaps in the last few weeks. The frustration and expense of trying to print my school readings. I know, I know. There are apps to annotate things, but I like paper and notes in … Continue reading →

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Random Distribution

Posted on September 17, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

I got official notice from my employer that they are hiring me back as of Monday. It’s still dicey – the work I’m doing only goes until December; which means that I could be unemployed again and will not have … Continue reading →

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Back To . . . .

Posted on September 3, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

The good thing about the pandemic is that I can take 2 courses this semester. Most of my courses are ‘asynchronous’, meaning that I have about an hour of remote learning that is time dependent, then the rest is done … Continue reading →

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I Still Haven’t

Posted on August 23, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

Last year on September 12, I wrote the first post about Andy and brain cancer. At that point, we didn’t know if it was brain cancer. We certainly didn’t know that he would be dead in May. Christie called me … Continue reading →

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Women Like Me

Posted on August 22, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

Today is Rainbow Baby Day. Now, perhaps if I had a baby that lived after Gabriel I might be more of a fan, although I don’t think so. (This is a good time for an aside. I think for some … Continue reading →

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speak gently

Posted on August 20, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

The anxiety started about a week ago. It was a bit unsurprising. When I was laid off, I was reasonably convinced I would start September with a job. That gave me the summer off, which I had savings for, and … Continue reading →

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Not Me

Posted on August 4, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

I’ve been on a few dates with a guy. We’ll call him Mr. Ice Cream. (Yes, dating during a pandemic is weird.) He was at my house last night, eating dinner. In the corner of my dining room is a … Continue reading →

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Thank you for your Patience

Posted on July 31, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

One of the things that happened earlier in July was that the university hired me as part of a team that provides remote teaching support to instructors for the fall (My university is doing very little in the way of … Continue reading →

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The Smell of Memory

Posted on July 23, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

I don’t know what it is for you. For me, the smell of truck exhaust brings me back to a horse stable. Summer is the smell of rain, but also the smell of hot rubber and newly mown grass. Discordant … Continue reading →

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In Our Hands

Posted on July 22, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

This year I could not get out to the garden where we spread my mum’s ashes for Mother’s day. At the end of June, when we would normally go out for her birthday, I was incapacitated. Limited in my ability … Continue reading →

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