Friday, November 21, 2014

It is that point in every semester...

... where I have given up any dreams that I will finish the semester well, and now am concentrating on merely surviving.

... when I have realized that my brand-new class has lived up (?) to my usual bit of sardonic advice for good teaching: "Never teach a class for the first time."

...when I am spending too much money on restaurants because my fridge has been empty for a week and I am too worn out to go to the grocery store.

...when I wonder what I was thinking taking on as many commitments as I did, and patting myself on the back for saying "no" even a few times.

...when I eyeball yet one more grant application and wonder whether I can squeeze it in...?

...when I can't even think about the holidays, and am perversely glad that I don't live near family, because I so desperately, desperately need the entire Thanksgiving holiday to get caught up.

Yeah. It's that time. 

5 comments:

undine said...

Absolutely the same here.

Tree of Knowledge said...

I'm using the Thanksgiving holiday to try out Hulu Plus and get caught up on TV. Screw everything else. I really should use it to finish a book review or work on my article revision or my book proposal. But I'm tired!

Janice said...

I feel guilty for having fun in this fall's new prep. If it helps, I'll be offering two new courses in the next term which are certain to kick my butt.

xykademiqz said...

Truer words have seldom been spoken.

Notorious Ph.D. said...

I like Tree of Knowledge's approach: Today was the first day of the break, and I've decided that this weekend gets thrown over to the semi-annual inbox purge. And Pie.