I wrapped up my final lectures for my course today. It is a sincere weight lifted – the constant presence of lecture prep, early mornings, details to learn before teaching them was heavy at times.
A colleague congratulated me yesterday for “getting through my first semester teaching in one piece”. I admitted I had been genuinely worried that I might literally become two pieces during this course, if Spud made an early arrival. I am relieved this was not a hurdle I had to face.
I feel like I made it through relatively unscathed, but my research program is in shambles. A note to self for next time, teaching takes much more time than I think, and disrupts productivity and rest in ways I hadn’t anticipated. It is a performance, and it takes its toll.
That said, I’m not teaching in 2017 at all, so I have lots of time to forget these lessons.