The Last Day of Class

I had thought I might go for a walk a bit early to try to beat the thunderstorms that I can see on the radar, a large line heading our way.  But thunder rumbles outside, so I will stay put for a bit.  I'm not complaining--we're in desperate need of rain.

Today is the last day of in-person classes at Spartanburg Methodist College.  There's still a reading day and exams, but today is the last day of regular commuting to Spartanburg until August when classes start again.  After classes, I'll stay for the end of year celebration for Humanities graduates at a pizza place in town.

As with every semester, when we get to the end, I have a bit of whiplash--wasn't it just last week that I entered these dates into the syllabus?  Back in January, when I put the spring semester syllabi together, the 28th of April seemed so far away.  And now, here we are.

My brain can't seem to focus--or maybe it would be more accurate to say it focuses on one thing for one to five minutes and races on to the next thing.  I have a lot going on in the next two weeks:  both in-person and online classes ending, which means lots of grading, two papers due for my Lutheran Confessions class, two sermons to write, and a week-end retreat this week-end, where my spouse and I are the cooks.  I've done many job duties for retreats, but this will be my first retreat as chef.

I am making a shopping list for one of the retreat leaders who will be going to Costco on Thursday.  I find myself overly worried about leaving something off the list.  But there will be grocery stores, should we forget something essential.

I am also worried about the amount of food we need.  Is it too much?  Is our menu too expensive?  I also worry that we won't have enough--and again, I tell myself, there will be grocery stores, and people won't starve.  I am less worried about people not liking the  food.  We are good cooks.  I do worry about people not telling us about food they won't/can't eat until it's being served to them.  But they did have a chance to tell us on the registration form, and so far, no one has mentioned anything.

O.K., time to focus on something else.  Let me do some grading.