This means that our next hope of any kind of a raise--even a cost of living adjustment--will come when I am 42. I will be 42, making less than $48K/year to teach a 4/4 load (most of it comp) and sit on god knows how many committees. [And in the meantime, the cost of EVERYTHING is going up. Including food, which is projected to rise 4%. Hooray. And let's not forget the increases in my contributions to my healthcare and pension.]
My OH is going to Chicago for a big meeting tonight. My hope is that within the next 8 months I will again be a resident. And believe it or not, that makes me sad--because I love my campus, my colleagues, and yes, my students. I fear that if I remain here, and have to watch this state slide down the toilet, I may end up self-medicating again, and I have a family to take care of now, so self-medicating's not really an option.