fast week

I can't believe it's Wednesday night. Time zips on by me. I lose my temporal equilibrium in the same way I did when I swam long distance in a pool (forty laps) or run 2 miles on a track. I'm in class about 5 hours and was in meetings for over an hour-- managing students for an hour (bus riders and silent lunch) and then there is the face time/chat time building relationships (time with the guidance counselor, my teammate, other 7th grade teachers, EC teacher, janitors, et al) which probably equals an hour, there's administrative task time, straighten time, email parent time, and grade papers time. Of course, when I got to school my computer wouldn't boot. There was so much going on that my computer didn't even get a rise out of me.

I like my job more this week. It's a more manageable overwhelming. I'm realizing I can't do it all, and I have a ton to learn. I shouldn't berate myself but consider what I did and how I can improve upon it. The Chief reminds me to think about it as paid student teaching. We shall see.

And, the other exciting news: it looks like I might get hired as adjunct at a local university for the summer. What a groovy summer job! It beats being a cashier. I'll be teaching Church History which is a passion of mine. Not that I'm not a big fan of grammar and the parts of speech and elements of story. But, you know that I know you know that I'm terribly fond of the driest, churchiest history there is. Plus, it'll be a vacation to teach non prepubescent people. People who don't roll their eyes when I say, "Get out your journals" or bank paper off the ceiling while shooting it at the trashcan. I do have amusing stories to chronicles, but it takes a certain amount of breathing time until I find them stupid. Today I had some real doozies.

Thought of the day sans a verb: "Cheap grace and vague faith". What powerful and unexpected combinations.