I got the official call yesterday – I am employed for the summer to teach a class and have been offered three for the fall. My neighbor’s Magnolia tree is in bloom and some of the Canna I just planted have shoots up already. Everyday is another hoop with the financial aid people, but we will be one step closer tomorrow (they promise me). The mailed me the letter that I have to have in hand for the next phase. Asinine. I hope this means that things are looking up. I get x-rays tomorrow of my lungs, which will go awry and turn me into The Incredible Karl. You won’t like me when I’m angry.