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Hi all,
Just have a minute here.
First, I wish to express my sadness at the loss of our sister Briony. While I never met her in person, I am proud to say that I did know this wonderful person. We will miss her dearly.
As I wrote, I found out at the last minute that I was teaching two classes here in the city of Chicago. I didn't speak to the department chair - a very nice Jamaican woman (sounds better than Miss Cleo) - until Saturday afternoon. I had to be here Monday morning at 8:30 a.m. (no biggie). When I got here I had about 2000 forms and documents to fill out before discovering they require a drug test. Since I hadn't taken it yet, I was not supposed to teach that day. I was allowed to address the class for about 20 minutes. I didn't even have a syllabus ready to hand out since I was hired literally at the last moment! I did have my other class yesterday and everything was ready to go for them. They impressed me. They really seemed interested in their education. That makes me happy.
Oh well. I am still sooooooooooooooooooooo grateful for this! Sure, it's only part-time, but it keeps me busy, an they pay a lot better than Backstabber University did. Plus, I'm doing two classes I absolutely adore, and I will have an office to use (but no computer in there - I go to the library for that). I'm already having fun. Now all I need is for that editor job to also start up and I'll reall be doing okay. Until the end of the semester, of course.
And before you ask, yes, I passed my drug test. Smart asses.
Time to go ruin some young minds. More on my transitioning next time!
