One of my favorite songs by the late and lamented Tom Petty is, “The Waiting.”
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part
He’s talking about love, and the first verse begins:
Oh baby, don't it feel like heaven right now?
Don't it feel like something from a dream?
Not to put too fine a point on it, but this isn’t an inaccurate description of my first year with BGSU. As you may have heard, the Covid-19 impact led to a budget cut, so after this summer’s course next month, I’m a free agent again. I may be adjuncting in the fall, but haven’t heard yet. I also applied for a 100% online position last month, and I’m into the 5th week of waiting on that. I also threw a hat in the ring for an adjunct post at yet another university…yep, waiting to hear on that too.
It’s hard (Oops, that’s a song by The Who) to be essentially at sixes and sevens wondering what’s to come next.
So I listen to ‘ol Tom, and then REO Speedwagon’s Roll With the Changes, and Chumbawumba’s Tubthumping…and Chicago’s Feeling Stronger Every Day.
And I wait.
