Last Worthless Evening

It's not actually worthless, I'm just thinking of that Don Henley song. But it is the last evening before the semester begins again. Where has my summer gone?

I'm trying to get in the proper frame of mind for this semester. I team-teach practicum tomorrow night and my undergraduate courses start on Tuesday. I'm prepared for Tuesday but need to do a bit more to prepare for practicum. Which means that, for the first time this summer, there's something that MUST be done today.

I don't like it.

I have other things like laundry and grocery shopping that should get done today, but my bit about warrants has to happen. Ah deadlines. I haven't missed you at all. I would also like to get two articles out this year. One will be done by the end of next week. The other needs to be started. And fall is going to be madness. There will be very little time for my own research.

I suppose all of this is to say: and it begins.