I have to leave for the new faculty orientation in 15 minutes. And I have 50 pages left of the last Potter book.
In a way, this is working with my plan of not rushing through the novel (which I'm enjoying a lot, and which is a nice break from reading for my classes). But something REALLY BIG just happened and I want very badly to know what happens next! Oh well. Perhaps the suspense will keep me going through the approximately 8 hours of meetings I have to attend today--I kid you not.
And then there's an 8-hour "faculty retreat" tomorrow.
And another faculty meeting on Friday morning.
Where did this aspect of the professorial life come from?