Apparently, They Have a 7:00 a.m. on Saturdays, Too.

I am sitting in my classroom right this very minute, watching my students take their final exam.  The summer session class is finally over — all but for the grading.  It has gone very very well.  Maybe it is something about summer classes that make the students either more amenable to working harder, or maybe the students who sign up for classes over the summer are just over-achievers.  Either way, I just graded possibly the best batch of essays I have ever had.  Like, new-and-refreshing-takes-on-my-favorite-novel good.  Like there-were-multiple-A-plusses good.  Good good.  Shocking, and quite lovely.

Despite all the good good stuff that went on in the classroom over the last several weeks, I am quite happy for it to be over.  It’s been mentally exhausting.  It’s not just the sheer number of hours spent in the classroom (although that is a factor), but it’s the intensity of compressing a 16-week course into five weeks.  It’s the necessity of moving on to the next text, the next movement, the next genre; of moving inexorably forward every single day with no time to reflect or revisit.  That and all the grading, of course.  I am ready for a break.

For a while there, though, it seemed like I wasn’t going to get one.  There was the possibility of my picking up another summer-session class (to start this coming Monday, good glaven!), and teaching for the rest of the summer.  It would have been a great boon for my tired, whimpering bank account, let me tell you.  On the other hand, I have plenty of research planned for the summer: two articles need to be submitted for publication, and I need to start writing (or at least thinking about writing) two conference papers that I’ll be too busy to work on once fall semester starts.  Oh yeah, and I have to update my job dossier so I can get my ass into a position (metaphorical ass, metaphorical position) with the possibility of tenure (not to mention more big fat Hamiltons).  I have a lot of work cut out for me, and the free time I’ll have for it without taking on a second class will be crucial to my success.  Frankly, I couldn’t imagine how I could jump into another intensive summer session like the one I just had and still eke out any time for writing, let alone the kind of time I will realistically need.

I’m trying to look at the positives here:  plenty of writing time!  Although, of course, without the additonal income, I will likely be subsisting on ramen noodles and hot dogs for most of August.  The struggle and general discontentment will fuel my creativity, on the one hand, but, on the other hand, come on, economic stimulus check!

In other news, I have more major excitement coming up.  I have hired myself out as a dog sitter for my friend who’ll be out of the country for two weeks.  I’ll be taking care of her aging black lab and obnoxious chihuahua.  Actually, I love both of her dogs, so I’m looking forward to spending plenty of time lounging around her house, playing with the dogs, and watching her cable.  Uh, after my writing for the day is done, of course.  My own dog is a fan of her little chihuahua, but hates all dogs larger than he is, and is terrified of the labrador.  My goal for the time will be to make them into friends.  Let’s hope my dog doesn’t manage to piss off the normally docile labrador, because she could take off his head with one slobbery bite.  Gripping, isn’t it?

Ugh, my students still have 90 minutes left on the final, and I just know at least one of them will take all that time.  I should have brought a book.

So, anyway, are you doing anything exciting this summer?

8 thoughts on “Apparently, They Have a 7:00 a.m. on Saturdays, Too.

  1. Timothy June 30, 2008 / 6:58 am

    Having become the dreaded “non-trad” I deeply appreciate Saturday morning exams, and the gallant TAs, GTFs and Professors who teach Saturday classes. So big ups for showing up to you for showing up to proctor!

    My summer excitement consists of sitting in a cubicle waiting for death. Where “death” is defined as “O-chem”.

  2. John June 30, 2008 / 11:24 am

    I will be touring Bretagne; that is my main plan.

    Then in September I hope to travel to Kirkwall, Orkney to research the family history in the archives.

    If that fails, I’m going to solicit my invasion plan of France to evil dictators with big bombs.

  3. Alfina the Vague June 30, 2008 / 9:58 pm

    Tim – Sounds like your summer will be just as glamorous as mine! Anyway, I’m sure you’re the GOOD kind of non-trad! The dreaded ones are the ones who are baffled by computers and act like the class is a private lesson only for them, and no one else is allowed to talk / ask questions. DUMB questions. Bah.

    John – Sounds like a good plan. As always, I am jealous of your travel plans. Or even just your general living plans! France! SO much better than New Wye! Orkney: same as above. Have fun!

  4. John July 1, 2008 / 1:11 am

    I am not 100% sure that France is better than New Wye…

  5. Timothy July 1, 2008 / 11:26 am

    Vague – Yup, total glamor 24/7 for me. Sweating on the walk from the bus, getting lectured by my manager, staring vacantly at a computer monitor wondering how I ended up here…you know, the usual :-).

    Am I the good kind of non-trad? Maybe. I sit in the front, take copious notes, ask only questions that I think might have interesting answers, do all my work, and ace the exams…but I think the other students hate me and, in what is a somewhat saddening development, all of the nubile females look too young and too vapid to be attractive. I must be getting old.

  6. John July 2, 2008 / 8:38 am

    @Timothy:

    Instead of younger, why not date older?

  7. Timothy July 2, 2008 / 9:38 am

    John – Well, my lovely and talented girlfriend would probably object to my picking up women :-). It was just a weird experience to be sitting in chem a couple of semesters ago and think “Damn, the prof sure is a lot cuter than any of the these idiot students.”

  8. Sho July 2, 2008 / 3:52 pm

    Just got back from the ALA conference in Anaheim, which was fun but reinforced my intention to not work in a public or school library. Rest of this summer will be spent awaiting move of new girlfriend to Tucson (she is not moving in with me, but had already been planning to move here to take classes), taking a couple of classes, and preparing for fall term library school events as the prez of the library student group. Other activities include finding cheap furniture for new apartment, playing with the kitten, and going camping!

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