two jobs and counting
The only time I'm ever really able to take a breath and pause and post seems
to be whenever I'm in the office alone. So there you have it. Work equals
peace.
What a busy time for me! I'm constantly exhausted and running everywhere with
a headache.
My "nephew" is still in town. What an amiable child! WHAT A TIME WASTER!
It's better than TV, watching him and playing with him. And all conversation
revolves around him. Today in class we were talking about the evolution and
development of consciousness and, of course, babies came up, as we were
talking of Piaget. And my mind kept wandering to that little brown baby.
Funny boy.
But enough about that self-centered munchkin.
In addition to house guests and work, which is the same as always, school is
starting to heat up. I seem to be having lectures to run every week now, ans
I spend my free time sleeping and working on those. I even spend my work time
working on those, but don't tell the Wayner.
The major cause of my stress recently, however, is the fact that Carleton
offered me my long-lamented TAship on Friday. For two years. That's right.
Two years, ten or so hours per week, $30 an hour. Except that I am not
quitting my current position (I've decided that a doubled income should help
me actually SAVE money), I'm still in school, and I've missed out on a month
of meetings and workshops that were designed to prepare me for the onslaught
of four different groups meeting once every two weeks (I have two classes a
week on a two-week cycle, in essence), and full of freaking-out freshmen. I
had enough trouble last year. And now I'm trying frantically to do my own
readings, plus the month that I've missed of this intro course. I only just
got the textbooks today. They weigh a ton. And I don't know when my groups
are meeting. Or what the hell I'm supposed to teach them.
So don't talk to me for a while. I need more breathing space.
Posted by Ally at October 4, 2005 07:28 PM