Fuck. Major cock-up in first year. Argh! Not my fault, other than I'm supposed to be in charge. I have no idea what happened, but something that someone was doing went wrong and apparently no one double checked things and now we have a crisis to resolve. And today is meant to be my half-day and I am home lying down because I am still in pain. A little worse than earlier in the week, probably because I didn't rest!
I do like being an academic, and I am actually nearly in tears at the thought that perhaps I simply can't handle first year. I really love doing first year, and while I get annoyed at the students sometimes, I mostly enjoy them :) With the promised support this year, things have been actually reasonably okay. But what I can't handle is when things go wrong.
So far this year there have been three instances when I've been pushed to the edge and felt like I couldn't handle it: first, when I was told we were not doing printed handbooks for the students because we were using a new online system, and then one week before classes started (a week which I had blocked out to review grants for a committee I'm on) I was told the online system wasn't working and I needed to design a handbook immediately (also a bit pissed off about how that was transmitted, as I got a lot of 'hey, where's your book', etc, until I was apologising for misunderstanding and someone admitted that there had been no plan for a book ever and the need had only come up the day before); second, when I took my planned week off and the person who was meant to cover for me didn't, and I had to work extra to fix it retrospectively; and finally now, when I am quite ill and someone didn't do a basic error check and we have a major crisis.
But I'm also worried if I give up first year what do I have left - my research which is going nowhere?