Well, it’s all over. My first, and much-anticipated sabbatical, the one I had to wait for for ten years. Classes don’t start until Monday, but the meetings start today, so I’d say my sabbatical is over.
Oddly, I don’t feel depressed about it. The thought of teaching again seems kind of appealing, and it will be good to see my colleagues on a more regular basis. (Imagine–I actually like my colleagues! Well, most of them, and you know what they say about absence making the heart grow fonder…) I got a lot done last year on my new book, in spite of doing way more work for the Berkshire Conference than I thought I’d be doing. It was nice sleeping in until 6:30 a.m. and being able to work at home. Although I was probably better rested and less stressed out, since I didn’t have to wake up at 4 or 5 a.m. to meet a manuscript deadline or finish my class prep, as a naturally happy and optimistic person I wasn’t any happier on a day-to-day basis. (And I would imagine that people who have a much lower happiness setpoint won’t become happy people while on sabbatical.)
Sorry–gotta run. I’ve got a meeting to get to!
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