Yesterday I sat on giving (oral) exams with a colleague all day long, this colleague is a huge stakhanovist (and my superior) and he went on till 8pm. The last student was so worn out and unfocused that would not accept the vote (although it wasn’t a bad one in the end), and said she was going to re-do the exam on another exam session. My colleague told her that this was a mistake and at that point I turned at him saying, only half smiling and joking: “No, yours is the mistake, you don’t keep students waiting for 11 hours and expect them to feel that they truly did their best! We should have quitted long ago.”. I was totally enraged. Ok, he had said I could go one hour before. And it wasn’t that I was obliged to stay there. And also, I knew I could tell him as much as openly, but I was really tired and fed up at that point. What a huge useless day.
I had been doing very well, after I finished my teaching load for this year, committing to writing 2 h every day. Yesterday I got up early and managed to sneak in 40′, thinking I might have been able to add during the day to reach my daily 2 h quota. I did sneak in 10′ (amazing what one can manage to do in 10′ of focused work, BTW) at lunch break, but that was all, and yesterday evening I felt so shattered, enraged, tired, hungry and on sleep withdrawal that I didn’t manage to go back to do the rest of it. So ok, I’ve broken the chain. NOW, I do not want this to become and excuse and an alibi, I was doing so well. So today as a totally unstructured (aka free) day, and therefore a dangerous one is laying before me, I will re-start building the chain of the 2h writing.
Oh, and I happen to have a book suggestion for you, in case: