Here I sit, on this beautiful Sunday afternoon, in a study carrel on the fourth floor of the graduate library. It has a door and a window, and it’s pretty quiet, except when the guy in the next carrel gets a call or shifts in his chair. But then I’m shifting in my chair as well, so we’re even I’m sure.

There’s no view to speak of, if I had chosen a carrel on the other side I think I would have been looking at pretty trees and S. University. Or maybe not. I don’t have much spatial ability and am pretty turned around.

On my drive to Ann Arbor this morning I reflected that it was a beautiful day for a marathon, sunny blue skies, beautiful trees, cool temperatures. I wished with all my heart that I was there running instead of driving to a study date with a library. Even though I like libraries.

But once here I settled down and got a lot done for my midterm on Friday. Currently I am working on the long final project for my grant writing class. I have to turn in half of it this Thursday. I’m up to page 17 now, and not finished with this first half. My neck aches, hence the break to blog.

In reality I guess this little carrel where I sit and slave over the appropriate words to describe my grant proposal is bigger than many prisoners of war have. Not much cleaner though. And so far no one has stopped by to bring me lunch. But all in all, not a bad place to work.