Every May for the last few years, I have felt the aftermath of the academic year press upon me. An exhaustion so heavy, that my usual ability to make decisions and respond to requests becomes paralyzed. I really thought this
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I am a contract faculty member. I usually don’t lead with that in conversations and most people just assume I am tenured since I’ve been at my institution for so long…..but no, that hasn’t yet been an option for me.
I have gone from having a ridiculously busy summer to one that is just normal busy, which means I can get most of my work done during the day and get to not work at night time. And yes, for
So many times I have feared that I have wasted time. But unless I was sleeping the day away, it really wasn’t wasted….it just felt like it at the time. This week, a previous student dropped into my office to
I am a time fanatic. I am that person at the wedding that is waiting for the events to get going…why aren’t we starting on time, when will dinner be served….I can’t help myself, time is ticking and I need
I survived September…barely. It wasn’t that it was busier than usual, it was as wild as Septembers generally are when new courses start and the plans I made in the summer are working there way out….or not working out at