My docket was utterly full today. Two of the appointments finished up early enough that I could quickly exchange some personal emails about a somewhat urgent matter, but otherwise, I was just burning all day. Student after student after student who has a paper due today (sometimes within an hour of our appointment time) and who is coming in now, for the first time, for help. In one case, I've actually seen the student at least once before about this particular paper--but his was the least complete/developed of the bunch (and he still didn't have a thesis that would answer the specific topic the professor required).
I might be feeling more separation anxiety about all this, but I was just so frantic, I can't. Also, typical of me, I already went through the separation blues early, on Friday. (I had my "I'm turning 40" trauma when I was 35, too: apparently, I prefer to suffer in advance.) But I may yet get all weepy about this. We'll see.
I've been thinking about what I might do with this blog, too, and right now, it may flip over to being a blog about my attempts to get my Le Guin project published. I've let it languish for a very long time, and now I'm ready to start pushing again. I'm not quite sure how, but ... somehow.
A moment ago, we were all startled by the very loud ringing of a chime, followed by an announcement that the Library is closing at 5:30 today. (It's now 5:08.) I immediately thought, "All those students who are downstairs frantically trying to pull their final essays out of their left ear (or somewhere less savory) are going to utterly freak out."
And that isn't my problem. None of this is my problem. I am taking a deep breath, packing up my bag, and heading out the door. I may however, post tomorrow, about the Le Guin project thing, and whatever else occurs to me as interesting to note.
Very strange, this departure. Very, very strange.
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