Forgive my adjuncting, for I have sinned:

I have been teaching too many classes.

Greed:
Three at one school,
and three at another,
and an extra at a third place
because I insisted on paying the mortgage.
Sloth:
I cannot publish because there is no time for research
I cannot research because there is no time after grading
I cannot grade because my foul temper
should not temper my students performance
if I were to grade unhappily.
Wrath:
I am Angry Adjunct,
spending my time on work,
and not family.
What family? Just a sad and lonely spouse.
Gluttony:
I havent graded all my essays from
7 classes, 140 students, 420 essays by the end
of semester, not to mention 100 final portfolios.
Lust:
It would be simpler if I had an office
to call my own.
Envy:
I teach more, but am less
than my colleagues
with their benefits,
and contracts,
their standard commute,
Pride:
Ive already done it once,
twice, even three times,
overloading myself to teach
nearly 11 classes.

I am sorry for these and all my sins.

Examination of Conscience:
Because I could does not mean I should.
Do I really need to teach so many classes?
Do I really need to make so much money?
Do I really need to buy a house? a car?
Do I really need to have a family?
Do I really need to have a husband?
Does he really need to be happy?
Do I?
Penance:
For my penance, I will teach no classes this summer,
for the full time instructors have claimed them all
and absolved me of my income.