We moved our office into our new digs last month (two blog entries about it back in December). The more I’m in the office the more I like the facility. It’s a really nice building and the students have great places to hang out. My office is still the size of a small fish pond, and I still feel cramped. But I’m getting used to it. This is it so I want to like it. I can’t decide whether to remove most of the furniture and feel a little more open, or keep all my stuff (I have a lot of stuff) and feel surrounded by all my fun. Although the furniture is cubicle furniture, it should have those little ¾ walls around it, it’s still fun to have all that surface area – you could play football on the desk system. But there’s something very cozy about the room and I like that it’s simple to find my colleagues.
The first week of class was a bit rocky. I’ve had to shift my entire approach to undergrad classes. I wound up having to fire and adjunct and take on his class. My teaching partner is having trouble showing up. Things feel pretty stressed in oh so many ways. I wish I were an archivist so I could just sit alone all day looking things up.
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"I wish I were an archivist so I could just sit alone all day looking things up."
As long as you come out and play in abandoned buildings on Saturdays.
Would never miss that!!!
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