Well, I put in a little work on the promo folder today, which is the only productive thing I did. I should be reading an essay I've assigned for Native American Lit so I can put together the study questions but I didn't have the brain juice for that. The parts of the promo folder were pretty easy--and barely scratch the surface of what I need to do. But at least I think I remembered all the committees I'm on (or have been on since I got tenure). Funny, I almost forgot P&B, which is the biggest one, has the most responsibility, meets most often. But all I did at this point is list them and how long I've been on each one; I haven't started to detail what I've done on each one (and do you think I remember? some of the big stuff, sure, but I'm sure there's stuff that needs to go in there that I've forgotten. It's my favorite joke: my mind is like a steel trap: anything that goes in gets mangled.)
And meanwhile, I am aware that the deluge of student work to mark is about to begin. The bitch of it, of course, is that I wouldn't have to mark it if I didn't assign it--and yet I assign it because I think it is pedagogically important for one reason or another. Hell of a catch 22.
But it's late, I'm pooped--and it's hard to type with a small calico cat on my lap, so I'll chuck it in for tonight.
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