I've always heard people say that when they've been out of the city for a while, returning is strange. People say they get "soft" and lose their city sense.
Whelp. I think the same thing happens when you take leave of your teaching load for a while.
I have gotten soft. I can't keep track of things. I have four classes and three preps. I teach every day, and I have about 130 students altogether. Not an atypical load for a community college instructor. I don't even have that many committee things happening right now since I was on leave last term.
But I have been confused. What day is it? What am I teaching today? What do I need to prepare? Crap. I only made 30 copies, but I have two sections. Whoops. I forgot to grade those quizzes. Oh, poop. I forgot to prep that chapter.
Last night, I did all kinds of prep work including some peer review instructions that I typed up for today. Then, at my office, I realized that I hadn't mailed myself the document, so I madly re-did it. And then, after re-typing it, I realized that I didn't need it until the next day. In the meantime, I was forgetting to grade some quizzes I had planned to hand back.
But I'll tell you what was on my mind thoughout today: the image of Edmund Burke and Mary Wollstonecraft mano a mano in a UFC cage match. That would be something to see. I know where I'd put my money.