Diary of an academic during a pandemic end of the day, the first day.

It is still in flux. I did a little bit more learning Canvas, and set up the work that the students need to do to get credit. We are emptier than usual.

I feel like in the near future there is a wall beyond which I can’t see, and the wall is like, maybe tomorrow, maybe Friday. I hate not having a sense of direction and what I can plan for the future – and I’m not in any way a good planner. It is just that I don’t know. I can’t prepare.

I have all this work to do, which now has increased because I need to do it in a way I’m not familiar with. And, everything can be canceled within the week.

I’m not sure my online version of the course will work. I don’t know what to do instead.

The workshop I rearranged my class-schedule for has been canceled, as I expected (travel restrictions).

It is now 3 in the afternoon, when I usually hit a low point, and the best is to not try to push myself into something taxing. I may just start looking over the ethics applications that I’m supposed to have reviewed before the 24th, and then I’ll go home, and maybe do some outdoors yoga.

About asehelene

... because if I'm in a room with a second person, I want to be reasonably sure I'm the crazier one.
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