I started a new class last night. My classes are supposed to be only on Wed. evenings and I am only supposed to have one at a time. But because I enrolled 3 weeks after a session started at the campus next to my home, I have been attending at the main campus about 30 miles away. To get me caught up and on track with the group here, I had to double up classes for 2 weeks. By the beginning of March I should be able to start attending here.
I was late for class last night. The first day of class. And then there was no parking. Every lecture on tardiness I have given students over the past three years played in my head taunting me, mocking me.
I am leaving early tonight. I have a presentation. I don't feel ready for it.
But I won't be late.