Ain't Nobody's Business if I Do

Or if I don't. My stress level this week has been off the charts. At this point, I just want to have reached my vacation destination already! I have my alarm set for 3:00 tomorrow (yes, a.m.) and while I would very much like to go to sleep now and wake up at midnight instead to pack and clean up, that's not really an option. I need to take my little dog to my son's house; he and his girlfriend are Mazie-sitting.

I went out this morning and got my first pedicure since I had my foot surgery, nearly a year ago. It was pretty good, but I was having a hard time sitting still. It is nice to have hot pink nails on my fingers and toes, good and beachy. Could my time have been better spent this morning? Probably. Do I care? No. There was a lot I wanted to accomplish before leaving home, but I'm only going to be gone for five days. There's nothing I really need to do. Everything is ready for my classes, the trash is out, and my kitchen and bathrooms are clean. Otherwise, who cares?

When I went online to set up my course that starts the day after I return, I discovered that someone else had usurped my professor role and already set up the class. Apart from the obvious problem of someone else setting up a class I will be teaching, I noticed that the content related to a class taught entirely online, which mine isn't. Mine is a hybrid, half in person and half online. At first, I thought it wasn't so bad. I could just assess the work as it rolled in. But the more I thought about it, the less I liked that idea. I deleted every bit of information pre-loaded to the site and replaced it with my own syllabus and my own information. I'm not sure what the repercussions may result from that action and, on that count too, I just don't care. This was one of my big issues with the university from which I resigned several years ago; if administration wants everyone to do the same thing the same way, they can program robots and let them do the work. I won't teach that way. With one week left before classes start, I'm pretty sure no one will make a fuss about my changes.

Unless I take a moment on my stopover in Houston to write, my next post will come to you from beautiful Cabo San Lucas! I'll add lots of pictures.