ironic… like rain the day after your wedding.
I’m leaving now. I’m ambivalent about it, because there are pluses and minuses to being here in Ontario. In fact, here are some of them:
+ First, I enjoy living with my wife much more than living 2,000 miles away
- I do not enjoy being isolated from the university, people, and other resources that help me do my job. It feels like trying to run a business in Pittsburgh from a tent in the Sierras.
+ It’s only 3 months in the summer
- Then there’s winter…
+ If I moved here permanently, no worries with the job distance
- Job prospects for Americans in Canadian institutions are pretty slim and scary. There’s an active policy preferring Canadian citizens.
+ I might already (or fairly easily) be a Canadian citizen. I really need to figure that out.
- Then winter would be 5 months of every single year.
+ Remember the most critical thing: I love my wife I love my wife I love my wife I love my wife I love my wife I love my wife I love my wife. There. That’s a little better.
- I could love my wife pretty effectively in Texas, too.
+ She might not love me quite so much if she lived there ;)
- No more weekend trips to Mexico.
+ Weekend trips to Algonquin.
- Fewer opportunities to practice my Spanish.
+ Far more variety in fine international cheeses.
Okay; now it’s silly. I’m looking forward to being home, and having my stuff, and living in my house, and going to my job (well, anxious and a little dreading it, but mostly looking forward to it), and seeing my fellow faculty members, whom I find generally very agreeable.
And it’s almost 1:30 a.m. This post has been somewhat pointless. Perhaps it has served merely to keep me awake. I miss Dexter. I won’t see him for a few months, again.
That is all.
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