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Just wrote to the student who submitted her final paper last week: B+ on the paper, A in the class. Technically, she earned a B+ (89.15), but I gave her the bump. Perhaps shouldn't have, as I may have--once again--been overly generous on the paper, but, ah hell. She worked hard, she learned a lot, she's got the chops to do well. Let her have the gift.

Also had an emergency P&B meeting, finishing up some business that was left dangling at the end of the spring semester. Done. Whew.

I am almost done with the assessment project, hooray. I think I can finish up tomorrow. Then I have a three placement readings (two next week, one on July 12) and then I am off to Washington and a long-awaited road trip around the northwest. Ah, god I can't wait.

And I find I'm having monster anxiety attacks about being ready for the fall semester. This always happens. I say that and the response is always, "Summer just got started!" but I know it will disappear faster than I can possibly believe--especially given my trip (during which I hope I don't think about school for even a nanosecond, though I almost certainly will, at least some). Yikes, yikes, yikes. Breathing, Payne, deep, even breathing.

But now, I'm not going to fuss and flurry: I'm going to spend a little of the money I've been making and get some new summer wardrobe items. No brain required--and if I get overwhelmed (as I usually do, shopping), then I will retreat to somewhere with good iced tea and some quiet so I can read and relax before dance class.

And yes, all this qualifies as "summer off."