And since I’ve just changed jobs, I have yet again walked into the fall semester teaching a courseload more than 50% different than the year before. (In this case, it’s completely different. That’s the same as the last three falls.)

I know that I’ve grown as a teacher. I’m certainly leaps and bounds better than I was 2-3 years ago.

But I am starting to feel that I’m relearning the same things. I’d love to fine tune a curriculum, to go into a week knowing that this is the spot that the students are going to trip up.

But no. I am always up against the task of building the jetliner mid flight.

I feel like this little guy.

Okay. Pity party over. Sorry.