An hour ago I turned in the bulk of my tenure documents.
It's oddly anti-climatic.
I feel relief, but only because it's one thing that's off my plate. Friends have told me I should do something nice for myself or celebrate, but today's my full day and night of teaching. In addition, the last presidential debate is tonight, and like last week I will be at the Campus Center with about 120 undergraduates watching the debate. By the time I get out of there, I'll be exhausted and ready for bed. Maybe this weekend, when I'm not reading job applications . . . . .
I think the bigger celebrations will come as various people vote on my along the way.
Oy. What a process.