"...the relative value should be equal."

So there you are...  probably a sound decision, although not exactly what was expected, and certainly not what was hoped for given the ongoing fight versus the utility.  An enjoyable one nonetheless, funny to win the tougher battle but be let done by the language.  A sign as well, perhaps, along with the retention letter C L E session today, that the stomach just is not in these battles over the long haul and that the ivory tower may yet be calling.  With the evaluations, the Bicycle Thief sighting of the Dean, and the donation form to be sent in, the lack of engagement in the response to the onerous MF conition - the signs are piling up...  And imagining limited work for clients grows ever more appealing.

7 minutes until I have to leave for the ferry.  Anything else to add?  Only just that the wind looks glorious out there once again, and another night on the water calls you toward an end of Ramadan celebration.  Truly, there are many more summer possibilities to come this high up the Atlantic shores that might warrant you sticking around in such a capacity.  And the Dartmouth opportunities for ridiculous solo early morning silent crossings (such as last night/today) remain ever-present.

For now, I can see the growing appeal, and it is something to mull over and wonder further on.  Wherever you are in looking back on this particular post, I would be surprised if in two years or so it is from the same vantage point.  Which as always is the unexpected aspect that makes this life so worth living.  And why the value of things is, in real terms, much different than the cost.