Marathon Monday

I know that I shouldn't really complain, since I am thrilled to be an employee at Harvard, which showers us with generally high quality of life as well as many benefits and discounts. I am, however, sorely disappointed that Harvard does not give its employees Patriots Day/Marathon Monday off. It is a very obvious shortcoming.

Perhaps Harvard prides itself on its Cambridge location and, since the marathon does not go through this part of the city, feels no need to observe the holiday. Maybe Harvard is taking a stand for Cambridge by not acknowledging the giant race across the river. Harvard, however, cannot deny its ties to Boston and the fact that we don't get to rejoice and enjoy a day off in Spring to celebrate is sort of a travesty, in my opinion.

If Harvard didn't happen to give us Columbus Day off, I might have made a fuss about it, but I suppose I don't really have the authority to get any sort of traction on getting Patriots Day off.

Hope the rest of you Bostonians enjoyed it for me!

"Hey Dad, welcome to my home!!"

Tomorrow will be a revolutionary day in the life of Sophie Fitzgerald. For the first time, my father will visit a residence of mine. I am beyond excited to show him my new apartment and the neighborhood. There was a quick debate about whether or not he should book a hotel room for the weekend. I immediately shut that idea down. Granted, I don't have a pull out couch yet and it may not be the finest home visit he'll ever had, but I really want to host him. "Dad," I said, "you put me up for 25 years. The least I can do is give up my bedroom for two nights." He laughed and accepted my offer. I am going to sleep on an aerobed for the first night. My roommate has graciously allowed me to sleep in her bed on Saturday while she is home for Easter.

Sure, our living room is as sparse as a doctor's office waiting room. Yes, I need to hang up curtains. But it's my home and I'm confident that my dad will be happy with my new little nook in life. I keep wondering if I'll feel like an adult when I realize that he's staying over at my place. Probably not.

I'll have the full report in a few days.