3 posts tagged “teaching”

What have you been putting off all weekend?

Admitting that school starts again tomorrow.  Thus the long-distance get-away (see below), which was a blast, by the way.  Photos soon!

Wow, I just had the fastest 6 weeks of my life.  I just finished teaching my summer course today, and the time flew by!  It was such a painless class that it was barely even noticeable.  Great students, good level of effort on their part, lots of comfort and fun on my part-- all in all I feel like I didn't earn the money. (I think that is a good thing....)

What's scary is that now it's almost July.  No more excuses for stalling on the dissertation proposal.  We all need a rest, and I know I've earned one.  Some good travels coming up, many afternoons planned at the beach, pleasure reading on the table.  All good, important things.  But if I don't at least have a clearer sense of how I'm gonna answer this question I have by September 1, I'm gonna feel like crap.  (For the record, I know what I want to do for my dissertation, but I don't yet know exactly how, i.e. where, I'm going to do it.)  I have an important conversation scheduled for Monday.  And I know some literature review stuff, post-comps, that I can work on as well.  I'll get there.  I still think a ready or near-ready proposal is realistic by late summer or early fall.  But I'm not a gal who likes unknowns.  And this is a big question mark in my life. 

So while the last 6 weeks have sped by, I'd love for the time to slow down for the next 2 months.  I desperately need it.  Where do I submit that request?

What did you dream about last night?  

Teaching.  I often dream about teaching, either reworking something that happened in class that day, or rehearsing something for the next day.  I teach in my sleep.  It's a problem.  Particularly because last night I dreamed I only had about 30% attendance, and they were laughing at me. 

This might have something to do with
A)  the fact that yesterday in class I said that the market doesn't care what your intentions are with a commodity.  I said "You could take this marker and use it to pick your nose."  They thought it was funny, and they also thought that I was a freak.  Laughing with, and at, me.  And,
B)  I've had only so-so attendance (85% or so) in what is supposed to be my "good class" this week, and clearly I'm internalizing it....  despite the reality that I would skip class this week if I were a student!

I'm at work even when I dream.  Can't a girl catch a break?