For four months grading will be the central thing in my life and the one thing that I will always be thinking of, probably with guilt instead of relief.
I wish I could be more firm about just doing it and feeling the relief more often. Sigh...
I already have nearly 40 quizzes and 40 exams to grade. The biggest disadvantage of teaching language (as opposed to literature & culture, then it's mostly paper and classes tend to be smaller in size) and, consequently, a big disadvantage of being an adjunct or lecturer versus a full-fledged "professor."
And the angst continues, day in, day out. I wish it would just go away, but it doesn't. So I have to keep on blogging about it. (I am mostly happy with the work & students, etc, but still angsty).
I am always keenly aware of my position in the margins of academia. I wish I could feel more at peace about it.
Someday, perhaps. One can hope.