It’s Wednesday night in rural Douglas County. I’m weary from my day at work. But, hey, you are the people that read this, and I have a responsibility to write. Two hundred words per day are what I pledged, so that’s what happens.
I’m looking forward to the last day of the class I’m teaching. This particular course has been problematic since the very beginning. This week is a reminder that I’m a good instructor, and sometimes what the students get out of the class is as much up to the curriculum and the labs as it is up to me.
This class is going away.
This is the last time I’ll teach this particular course.
Usually, when classes fall off the calendar, it has to do with decreased demand for the class. In this case, it has more to do with the courseware developers being able to keep up with an ever-changing environment.
I’m not going to miss this class.
Four more modules.
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Four.
Three tomorrow, one on Friday, and maybe a couple of lab redos.
Next week, back to familiar territory with a little Internet Information Server.
I look forward to getting a prep week after that class is over.
Peace y’all.
