So the classes were cancelled. Again. Since the beginning of the semester, I have only taught one class per week because of all these cancellations. I have no idea why the classes were cancelled today, since there isn't even any snow on the ground, and it's quite warm. Now I'm walking around the house, singing, "Bye-bye, my syllabi." It's very difficult to teach when you have to keep cutting things out of the syllabus.Continuity is key in my literature survey course. I am yet to rise to the level of Fray Luis de Leon, who after a five-year-long imprisonment at the hands of the Spanish Inquisition walked into the classroom and continued his lecture that had been interrupted years ago by his incarceration with the words, "As we were saying yesterday. . ."
Oh well. At least now I will be able to write at least four more pages of my article.