The Journey of my Ocean at the End of the Lane
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Wish I Was Home
Very bored. There seems to be very little interaction between anyone in the department. Kind of lonely. I spend a lot of time in my office hoping to see another human being. Classes are going fine, so that is the most important thing.
So the first week on the job is winding down. I have spent an incredible amount of time in my office being moderately productive. I noticed that most of the faculty have not been in yet, at least not in any substantial amount of time, so I have been solo for most of the week.
Went and checked out my lecture hall. Seat over 200, I cranked some Social Distortion over the PA and sat in the back row. Nice acoustics. I am ready to get started!
Teaching isnt the worry, its all the other stuff that goes along with this gig. I am commuting so I am only home on the weekends now. I already miss the wife and dogs. I get bored at night. No one else is staying at the retreat center, at least not yet, so its very quite.
I worry about what others will think. I worry about the Chair thinking I am doing a good job. I worry that my type of “lecturing” may not go over in hickville as it did in the Chi town burbs. I worry about getting another speeding ticket (asshole Illinois cop). As with any new job there is just plain old worry. Plus, the wife just got a great new job so we both have some stress.
Now I am just rambling. Let’s get to Tuesday already and start teaching again!
So I have a signed contract and I went to see my new digs this past Thursday/Friday. Huge office! The building use to be a dorm so my office is one of the old rooms. Small to live in but great size for me to work with. Can fit two desks, a couch, couple of chairs, and a ton of bookshelves and still have some room left over. I can live with that.
The faculty were very nice. Everyone had their happy faces on so it will be interesting to see everyone interact once the semester starts. My gut tells me that it is a good group though. They took the wife and I to lunch and we made small talk while scoping each other out. No grand social faux pas so I breathed a sigh of relief. I was sure that I was going to yell out “FUCK” or some other profanity in the middle eating my almond chicken.
The living situation is gonna suck. I will drive out there early Monday mornings, stay at a University-run retreat center seven miles from campus, and return to home after my last discussion section on Fridays. Two and a half hour drive each way. Not crazy about being away from the wife and dogs. But hopefully it wont be too long. If everything works out we could put the house on the market, hope for the best, and look out there for a place.
As soon as I finish the class I am teaching this summer (Environmental Disasters) I will dive into my classes for the new gig. I have a syllabus already in rudimentary form but after talking to the faculty I plan to revise to make my class a bit more like theirs. No need to get too radical the first semester there.
That’s all for now. Exhausted and happy.
I wish the best for all those job seekers in academia out there. I was lucky. Very.
Still waiting for the Chair to get back to me on the negotiations from the Provost. So close, but so much still up in the air. I think I have envisioned myself in the position a bit too much and now I realllllllly want it. I bought a new briefcase yesterday. Was that the kiss of death?