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Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Settin' 'em up, knockin' 'em down...

Made more progress on the stuff for Nature in Lit--but now I'm waiting to give students a little more time to post to the discussion boards, as they really fell down on the last week's worth. That's OK; it gives me a little more time, too.

I just collected essays from the students in SF; one wants to know her grade and another wants comments and the grade, but the main "drag" for that class is going to be managing the stuff for the student who's getting an incomplete. His work is going to be trickling in for a while, and some of it truly does require some effort on my part to evaluate and return in a timely manner.

I got all the P&B work done, too, so that's a good thing.

I am not looking forward to the final push of grading, I confess, and I've made life more difficult for myself by allowing revisions from the students in the two lit electives to push into next week--but the upside to all that is that none of it requires comment. Read, grade, calculate, done.

And this evening, after class (and after helping a slightly hysterical student upload her essay to Turnitin), I finally spent some time on the summer adjunct schedules. I didn't finish only because there are some courses to assign for which I can't locate a qualified faculty member. I may spend time with Cathy on it all tomorrow; she may not like some of what I've done, but I've just gone by the book: seniority order, the number of credits allowed within the given availability. I hope that tomorrow, between Advisement and class, I can meet with her to nail down the rest of it.

Then, of course, we get to do the fun part when people start declining the courses we offered, so we have to find someone else who can take whatever has been tossed back. Fortunately, in summer, if courses don't run for lack of enrollment, we don't have to sweat trying to recreate a schedule for someone (though it occurs to me that perhaps I need to check current enrollment in assigning courses so we're not canceling things assigned to people high in seniority).

Well, whatever.

Right now, even though it's been a day of getting things crossed off the "to do before it bursts into flames" list, I have that "broken strand of pearls" feeling: I know I'm going to be having a lot of "Oh shit!" moments in the days to come.

For this particular moment, however, I'm about as done as I can get. I keep cleverly "forgetting" to practice the fiddle when I get home, so I have to make sure to do that tonight, whatever else may call to me. (There is a box of Russell Stover chocolates out there calling my name, but I'm disregarding that siren call ... at least until next week.)

Until, well, whenever something comes up that seems blog-worthy. Maybe the weekend, but more likely not until Monday.

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