Today's my last day of relative peace before it begins again. Classes resume next week. Today's going to be taken up with making sure the last little items are taken care of - that syllabi are in order, notes are ready, handouts are scanned and turned into PDFs (part of an initiative I'm trying in order to reduce headaches; if the students can't download and print a PDF that's available 24/7 on the website, they have no one to blame but themselves...or, at least, so goes my reasoning, though reality may demonstrate otherwise).
There'll be an additional curveball thrown at me this semester, for my first class of the day is an introductory course taught at 8 am, followed by a second session of the same course at 9 am. I'm okay with it; heck, I'd much rather do it at 8 am than 2 pm. No, the adventure with the 8 am classes - and I speak from experience - is with the students. I'll be interested to see how many of them think they can drag it in at five past the hour (which, no, you may not), and how many others will maintain that a class so early in the morning is some diabolical form of torture. If that's the case, sweetheart, the real world will be a rude awakening.
But, we'll get through it. Besides, it gets it over with first thing, and I like getting things over with first thing. It gets the hard stuff out of the way, and then the rest of the day is spent with a couple of upper-level seminars that are often a lot of fun. Once I'm accustomed to it, the semester should go well - or so I hope, anyway. For now, it's about one last look at everything before we move onward.