Historians are super-heroes but we are not immune to life and everything that goes with it. The past few weeks have been a blur of coffee, tears, and transcription. Things are settling down; life is getting back to a new normal.
It’s been a little over a week since I last updated you all on the status of the project. A lot has happened. I finished the first round of transcription! I also learned that I do in fact like baked oatmeal. I blame my boss and his insistence that it is the best breakfast food ever on this new development.
Over breakfast on Sunday, I discovered that I drunk monked, again… I also discovered on Tuesday night that what I thought was a case of drunk monking, was, in fact, my inability to count. I’m sure I’ll find more mistakes as I go through the second round of transcription.
I spent a few hours on Tuesday afternoon with one of my favorite people ever! She might be a Presbyterian and Hebrew Bible Scholar, but she’s good. We had Thai for lunch, caught up on life, grabbed some liquid happiness from Perkup & Co., wandered around Building Character, and continued working on our plan to take over the world. One of the things that I have learned throughout my academic career, sometimes painfully, is that while you can probably survive the journey on your own, it’s a lot easier and much more fun to do it with other people!
This week I need to finish up the final draft of the paper piece of this project and come as close as I can to finish up the second round of transcription. Which, means I need to stop binge watching Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency and get busy.