It's the first day of classes here at UNH and for the first time in eight years, I'm not teaching. It's strange. I've gotten up and showered, packed my bag, and . . . and . . . well, nothing. I can go to campus to work, and probably will, or I can stay here. And I can do the same thing tomorrow. And the day after that. Because I'm
not
teaching.
So strange.
Not bad strange. I'm on fellowship and that's amazing. So I don't want you to think I'm complaining. I'm absolutely not. Especially since I seem to be getting a wicked cold so I don't feel much like teaching right now anyway, but it's going to be strange to be outside of that conversation. All of my friends are teaching. That's my community. And I'm a little outside of it. It's a new position for me. Wonderful, yes, but still strange. It feels like wearing someone else's coat. I'm happy to have it, but it doesn't quite fit.
2 comments:
I feel strange too, b/c only teaching once a week at UNHM and not taking classes. It's great to have more time not spent commuting, but strange at the same time.
exactly. Hope UHNM is going well for you. Miss you around here.
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