Summer Job, 2nd edition, vol. VIII (Where Does the Time Go?)

Two days into the second week of classes.

I've already hit the point where I feel like avoiding large groups of people. It feels like it happened earlier this year than last year, but maybe it's just coinciding with my PMS, just like it did last year.

So many things have happened since I last posted, including but not limited to:
My weeping in an Arabic Culture class I was observing because the visual of seeing white, American kids in traditional Arabic dress was incredibly powerful,
My weeping at being overwhelmed by the social navigation here, as I was last year,
My getting drunk on sangria and eating housemade guacamole with some really amazing people on a Friday evening, while sitting outside,
My leading 36 children to MoMA and back without anyone losing a limb,
My epic day off, that included but was not limited to, sleeping, eating, lying in a hammock, drinking a lot, and watching fireworks from a garage rooftop.

I know I haven't been as good about updating as I was last year.

Part of that is because, while I spend a lot of time in front of my computer in my office(!), I never feel right about updating from there.

Another part is that I'm trying to be MUCH better about resting when I have time to.

Which usually means avoiding my computer when I'm off duty.

Rest assured, while I'm crabby and kinda sad today, it's been a wonderful start to what I'm sure will be another unforgettable summer. I'm feeling very good about the job I'm doing here and know that what I'm learning here is probably surpassing what I'm teaching others.