I'm sorry, we don't accept solicitations...

...were the words that DIDN'T come out of my mouth on Saturday. I got duped into buying a magazine, and I'm going to try to cancel it, but I don't hold out much hope of that actually happening.

I discovered I can tell people to bugger off (very nicely, I might add) over the phone, but put a face at my door... I thought at first it was just a survey or something, but something was nagging me the whole time. Something wasn't right.

I figured out what it was, all right, but not before I'd send him out the door with a check for MacAddict.

*sigh*

I'm kicking myself for it today. I can't afford the luxury, but I'm doing it anyway. One of these days I'm going to learn not to be so damn nice.

No, I really was insane

I was taking 9 graduate hours in my first semester teaching, and I thought I was going nuts because I couldn't handle it.

Turns out I was nuts for trying it. Had a nice long talk with my advisor today and I'm dropping my MW 3:00 class. (Yay!) With one lit course and a teaching methodology course I should be able to swing it. That, and I'm planning now to take an extra semester for the masters degree. That feels right, and Dr. Marx agrees. Much more sane, slower approach, so that I'll be able to really absorb what I need to learn, and not go crazy in the process.

Much much better.

I'll have to go talk to Dr. Koch tomorrow, but I can do that. Or maybe Wednesday. I don't know. Since I'm dropping his class, it would be politic of me to let him know in person.

I think I'll drop it now, if possible. What a weight will be taken off my shoulders. And if I can't get a teaching assistantship for the next year, I'll just work and take out loans. I don't have any to speak of yet, so I can allow myself a bit for one semester.

Big, big relief guys. Big time.