And just like that, my first semester of the MLS program at Queens College is over! Whew! The grades for my paper and two finals aren’t in yet; however, I should be getting an A in both classes. I’m averaging a 97 in one class and a 95 in the other. Unless I did something horribly wrong, this trend should continue. Not too shabby for my first semester back in grad school. I’m actually finding this program to be engaging, interesting, and, dare I say, fun. It’s a nice change of pace from the more theoretical, heavy scholarship-driven discipline like Art History and Visual Culture. A lot of what I did this semester was “hands on,” something I really enjoyed. I’ll be done with my foundational classes and starting the archival classes next semester. I can’t wait!
But for now, it’s SUMMER! WAHOO! I’ve been “on break” for almost two days and I’m … a little lost. I know that I need to take a break and catch my breath, but I can’t help but feel the pressure to do something because I only have twelve weeks until classes start up again. I have a project that I need to have fairly finished before June 4th and I want to rewrite a paper that was rejected twice. The plan is to get it out for review before the end of the Summer. I want to make art and do an awful lot of reading … but where to begin? I can’t even decide what book to read! I guess I’m still in that “I’m a professor and need to produce on Summer break” mode! I have a terrible habit of feeling guilty when I’m not sitting at my desk and producing something. This is a hold over from my PhD and full-time professor days when I forced myself to work even though I was struggling to do so. It would have been better to leave my desk and do something fun or healthy like working out or knitting. Instead, I sat at my desk and did nothing, wasting my entire day trying to work.
This feeling of not being able to move forward is only compounded by the fact that I don’t know what my Summer schedule actually looks like. I’m not going to elaborate, but there are a few part-time gigs cooking around here. I may, or may not, be working this Summer … and I may, or may not, be working two jobs. I won’t know the details until June … hopefully. More on that if and when things come to fruition. Needless to say, I hate not knowing my schedule. I know, I know, I need to be patient and flexible. sigh … I’ll try to relax. I promise.
In other news, I’ve stopped dying my hair, which means I’m embracing my grey. The whole point of cutting my hair short was to get rid of all of the processed hair so that my natural color could grow in. One more good haircut should do it and then I start growing it out … again. UGH.
In the meantime, it’s been interesting to see my natural hair color, that’s for sure. Who knows what I’ll ultimately do with my hair! Will I cut it into a bob again? Will I just let it grow and grow as I embrace my Sea Witchiness? Will I get frustrated and dye it all over again? I have no idea. All I know that this is yet another adventure that I’m happily following.