ANA Summer Seminar, Day 3

Another bright, sunner day yesterday. Uniformly the weather's been good. Clouds seem to threaten but, with the exception of the first day when we got a couple of abrupt downpours, they don't make good on their promises. They keep the temperature warm but not uncomfortably so.

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Despite having had a fine day, I'm still wondering how to feel about the Lincoln cent class thing, wondering if I did something wrong. Should I have just said nothing? Been indulgent and just let it slide? I dunno. ::sigh::

Quick check-in

Thanks to everyone who chimed in on the Lincoln cent class thing. I've been feeling so unsure about it but I think, in the end, I did the right thing. Turns out that two other women in the class felt the same way but were afraid to say anything about it so perhaps I did a service in some respect.

It's been weird dealing with this instructor/co-student since the incident yesterday however. He's been very nice to me. In the research library this morning he was looking at my token collection while I was researching and he told me historical stories about New York City tokens that I would never have otherwise known, showing me books I would never have known to look for. It's a challenge but we move on. It'll be okay, I think.

In a fit of need, the roomie and I have arranged to squeeze in a trip to Pike's Peak tomorrow after class. We've been teased about missing the big auction, but we both decided that we'd regret not going if we never got to Coin Camp again. I mean, there it is, glaring at us on from the horizon every day! It's pull is impossible to resist. I must needs, however, buy something warm to wear to the summit! Everything I brought with me is summer clothing.

I'm Officially Homesick

I'll post details about today tomorrow but for tonight, I'm officially homesick. As much as I'm enjoying the company of all these new people, I very much want some complete private time. When I go to bed tonight I want to cuddle up with Spanky and Merlin. Every day it's been 8 hours of class in the day, squeezing in library and museum time, and then 3 hours of class at night. I just want to for heaven's sake stop running around like crazy and sit quietly for a couple of hours, read and not think about, well, exactly what I'm here to think about. I need a break. I've seen so many coins and tokens that I'm beginning to get a little glassy-eyed at it all.

And now there's uncertainty about my Friday excursion to the Denver Mint and how I'm to get to the airport afterwards. Must talk with seminar officials tomorrow.

As badly as I want to go to Pike's Peak tomorrow, I'm concerned about getting back to campus from the train station after we descend from the summit. My roommate's supposed to be making the plans because she's the one with the cell phone and I'm having a hard time letting go and just letting her take care of it. (Boy, if that ain't pure Scarlettina I don't know what is!)

Maybe this is the mid-week meltdown for this trip. At least I'm not sitting in a corner hugging a teddy bear, barely coherent and vowing to get on the next flight out of here. It's something anyway.

I know things will work out and that everything will be fine because I'll take care of it all. At the moment though, boy, what I wouldn't do to have a kitty to cuddle with, a softer bed to sleep on and just some private time.