I haven't signed up for any classes Fall semester, because in theory I'm going to be defending my thesis sometime between September and January*. The past two semesters I've felt like I've had just a little too much on my plate. Between taking classes, and teaching classes, and writing papers, and grading papers, and trying to keep Link and Peach from killing themselves or each other, I've had that butter-scraped-over-too-much-bread feeling that comes from either trying to do too much, or possessing a Ring of Power. (I'll let you guess which of those things I've been doing.) I ended up getting sick a lot, and not doing as well as I wanted to in my classes, and blah blah blah. Anyway, I figured that adding "defending a thesis" to that list was really going to put me over the edge, and I'd better drop one of the other things - so no coursework in Fall.
I did, however, sign up to teach a section of Freshman Comp. (I'm hoping to work off some bad karma by suffering voluntarily.) Today I got my schedule: instead of teaching the usual three-day-a-week schedule, I'll be teaching two days a week, for an hour and fifteen minutes each. Hm ... I'd better start rearranging my syllabus. I also note that instead of teaching in the spiffy new Humanities building, I'll be in an older building in which the classrooms will presumably have limited technical facilities. Yay. I suppose it's about my turn; the past two semesters I've been in classrooms with very good tech facilities. The good news is that I am not teaching early in the morning, which is pretty much my worst fear as an instructor.
*It's an excellent theory. Unfortunately that would require me to write it before then.