I’ve had an unexpected break between my spring semester classes and my teaching job in the summer quarter at the community college. Although it hasn’t been great for my bank account, it has been great for me.
Mornings have been slow. I drink my coffee in a soft chair, which is far superior to my mini-van in rush hour traffic.
I’ve set up appointments for the kids and started Claire in physical therapy again. These are big issues that nag at my peace all the time. Getting them crossed of the list has been a relief.
I’ve gone to the library. And checked out books for myself! And I’ve had time to read them! Biographies, novels, essays, and poetry. What a treat.
I’ve watched a BBC series on Netflix. In my bed. Alone.
This week I start teaching again, but since I’m not taking classes myself (and my teaching job doesn’t include any grading or planning) I’ll still have open evenings and weekends.
I call this season the slowdown.