I'm off to the JMM in Seattle this year. I've enjoyed Seattle the two times that I've been there, but it's been years, so my memories are both hazy and outdated.
I'm looking forward to seeing my friend Doug who lives there and whom I haven't seen for many years. The conference should be good as well, and it will be good to connect with colleagues.
The greatest thing on a personal level is to go back to being an individual instead of the most responsible member of my family. Choosing for myself instead of what's best for someone else will be nice, especially after family visits over the holidays.
Always hard to come back---
Thursday, December 31, 2015
Friday, December 18, 2015
Wrapping Up
We're going to spend a week on the road visiting family. I'm in my office doing little things to lessen the mental load while I'm gone. It's quiet, and I'm constantly asking why I'm here given that the things I'm doing aren't important.
Monday, December 7, 2015
The End Times, Again
It is finals week. I am still working on the final exams for the end of the week. Otherwise I'm in pretty good shape.
It's been a hectic semester, with four preparations. The classes have been good. It's going to be hard to decompress.
I do feel as if I've been much more efficient than I usually am. I wonder if that will fade with the panic-Adrenalin.
It's been a hectic semester, with four preparations. The classes have been good. It's going to be hard to decompress.
I do feel as if I've been much more efficient than I usually am. I wonder if that will fade with the panic-Adrenalin.
Sunday, November 15, 2015
Finish Line, or One of Them Anyway
There are two weeks of classes left this semester, with a week of Thanksgiving Break in between. There are final exams spread throughout the week after.
I am teaching four preparations this term. I don't know anyone else who has done that. I'm enjoying it greatly, all four classes, but the pace of work has been strenuous, not something that I can do easily or should do again. So far I think that the classes have gone well, although the 8:00 class is short on energy so I could be wrong about that.
All my fears and insecurities of doing poorly with the classes are proving false, as I thought they might.
I am teaching four preparations this term. I don't know anyone else who has done that. I'm enjoying it greatly, all four classes, but the pace of work has been strenuous, not something that I can do easily or should do again. So far I think that the classes have gone well, although the 8:00 class is short on energy so I could be wrong about that.
All my fears and insecurities of doing poorly with the classes are proving false, as I thought they might.
Sunday, October 4, 2015
Midterm in Sight
Midterm is one week away. So far so good in so many ways, but I have had a chest cold this past week and my stamina is greatly depleted.
I am keenly aware of what I have yet to do but I am greatly satisfied by what I have accomplished with my teaching overload and other responsibilities.
I am keenly aware of what I have yet to do but I am greatly satisfied by what I have accomplished with my teaching overload and other responsibilities.
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Focus
I have taken on more responsibilities this term, all things that I wanted and felt that I could be of service with, although perhaps not all at once.
For whatever reason I feel as if when I am working that I've been doing a better job of focusing. Given that my memory weakens with age and volume of details, I have forced myself to constantly check my calendar to see what's coming next instead of relying on my short-term memory. I am constantly reviewing my to-do list to prioritize what I do. I always mourn the things left undone but they are not surprising me as much now as they have often done in the past.
This may be a short-term phase, flying on caffeine and adrenaline, so I don't want to rely upon it continuing indefinitely. For however long it lasts I remain grateful.
For whatever reason I feel as if when I am working that I've been doing a better job of focusing. Given that my memory weakens with age and volume of details, I have forced myself to constantly check my calendar to see what's coming next instead of relying on my short-term memory. I am constantly reviewing my to-do list to prioritize what I do. I always mourn the things left undone but they are not surprising me as much now as they have often done in the past.
This may be a short-term phase, flying on caffeine and adrenaline, so I don't want to rely upon it continuing indefinitely. For however long it lasts I remain grateful.
Saturday, September 5, 2015
Public Speaking
I had to speak at a faculty meeting yesterday. It's not the first time. For a year I co-led the faculty meetings with our university president, but that was a while ago. In recent years I have chaired a committee that reports at each faculty meeting, but I have submitted a written report each time in advance and fielded questions. Sometimes I get nervous anticipating hard questions, but so far it has been gentle.
Recently I have been speaking on an issue as a faculty member. I am nervous talking about it (how our university acknowledges Labor Day or doesn't) since it touches my feelings deeply, and dread doing so in anticipation. I spend a lot of time, especially the day of the meeting, trying out in my mind various approaches.
Maybe because I prepare it has gone well when I start speaking, far more comfortable than I anticipate. My conscious mind is so insecure but the rest of my mind seems to function well, and yet I don't trust in it despite years of good experience.
I don't enjoy public speaking, and I don't think that I'm excellent at it, but I've build up some good-will with this group over the decades and that helps a lot.
Recently I have been speaking on an issue as a faculty member. I am nervous talking about it (how our university acknowledges Labor Day or doesn't) since it touches my feelings deeply, and dread doing so in anticipation. I spend a lot of time, especially the day of the meeting, trying out in my mind various approaches.
Maybe because I prepare it has gone well when I start speaking, far more comfortable than I anticipate. My conscious mind is so insecure but the rest of my mind seems to function well, and yet I don't trust in it despite years of good experience.
I don't enjoy public speaking, and I don't think that I'm excellent at it, but I've build up some good-will with this group over the decades and that helps a lot.
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