From the Office of the Provost:
"I am recommending that you be promoted to the rank of Associate Professor and that you be granted tenure."
Subject to approval by the Board of Regents, blah blah blah. So all is not totally done, etc., but I do think that at this point it would not be premature to stop crossing my fingers, to stop knocking on wood, to stop trying not to tempt fate, and instead to celebrate! Hooray! Huzzah! Yay!
(I really hadn't anticipated how happy I'd feel about this. I mean, it's not like I was worried I'd be denied, really. Is that weird? Either that I didn't think I'd feel so happy or that I actually do? And relieved, in a strange way? Too. Many. Emotions. Must go give a final and grade like a maniac, for one cannot rest on her laurels.)
6 years ago