I love teaching. I love research and writing (I vacillate between loving it and hating it, depending on how well my current project is progressing — since I’m just proofreading an article before sending it off for consideration, currently the love is strong). I even love a lot of academic administrative work.
But if I never have to worry about our graduate program again? It will be a good thing. I am simultaneously too close to the issues and too far removed from doing anything integral with the program (my research agenda is not their research agenda and never the twain shall meet I realize) to get a sense of perspective any longer.
I peeked at my C.V., did the math and suddenly realized that I am entering my tenth (non-consecutive) year as graduate coordinator at the same time I begin my sixteenth year of service at the university.
I swear, that will be my last! At least until I return from my next sabbatical.