lizzybennet | (no subject)

I find it ironic how much respect the title "college professor" seems to demand. When searching for a house, I can always hear the difference in the tone of voice of whomever I'm speaking to when I say "My husband will be a visiting professor at the College of Idaho." They switch from indifferent to highly interested. Somehow, the idea of college professor equals extremely-responsible-renter in the minds of real estate gurus. Having been college students not too long ago, I'm amazed at the stark contrast between the two reactions. The funny thing is, that in Chris' case, he really still is a college student. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. Professors may not earn the big bucks, but if it gets us into a nice home with minimum hassle, then bring on the respect :)

We move in exactly two weeks from today. Isn't it sad that I already feel like tossing things in boxes haphazardly. I've about had it with trying to make this an organized move. Also, I've been thinking that when we move I may just leave many, many things still in the boxes. Why bother unpacking the scrapbooks and journals? We'll be moving again in a year, right?

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It's because you say "Husband" and "Professor". Then they get this picture of a bearded man in a mock turtleneck, in a tweed jacket, smoking a pipe, driving a 1965 Porsche. He smiles, and brings with him a beaten checkbook, in which he writes out wonderfully big checks.

I always make a point of saying that Mike works in admissions at UF. It seems to help some.

When does Chris give his defense and become a full fledged Phinally Done (PhD)?

Too bad he didn't also major in Archaeology. He could wear a Fedora and look like Indiana Jones! There is still time. Congratulations , you have arrived! Now lets go to China and look for ancient artifacts! Bill

I think you have truly earned the repect that comes with the title college professor. And you are sounding like an army wife with your comment about not unpacking all the boxes. I still have boxes of journals, and memorabelia that I've never unpacked and we've lived here 9 years!