I survived my first day of classes! And in fact, my classes are multiplying like bunnies. I taught at 8:00 and 10:00 yesterday, and around 11:30 my department head came into the office with a serious look on his face (never a good sign) and asked if I would take an additional class...at 12:00. While I panicked for a few minutes, wondered why I chose this damned profession, etc, there really isn't any down side to this situation as the class is a "college success" course that meets two days a week for only eight weeks. The teacher who originally had the course had everything planned to perfection and passed along her syllabus, schedule, icebreaker, assignments. In short, EVERYTHING. And the course is almost completely composed of guest speakers. So, no stress there really. The only hard part might be wrangling the 30 students in the class into behaving. We'll see.
Otherwise, all was well. There were few fires to put out, and I wore the cutest boots EVER. The balls of my feet are slightly numb now, but I have the day off today, so they should be ready for cute boots again on Thursday. (random) My office is shaping up, my classes are planned for the next five weeks (I tend to work in chunks), and my online class seems to be straightened out after a bout of technical glitches.
In other news, I'm already getting some reading in for the Short Story Challenge. Although, technically, what I'm reading now probably won't count. However, I'll probably post about one of my favorite short stories--the first short story my students are reading--"August 2026: There Will Come Soft Rains," by Ray Bradbury. I'll be back with more details about this wonderful, classic short story after I re-read it today.
I'm also gonna try to finish Heart-Shaped Box. I read it pretty continuously (with breaks for meals, work, TV viewing, and talk with B.) from 4:00-9:30 last night. SO GOOD!