Still yuck

This morning I got up before 5 (not on purpose, it just happened that way), so I was here on campus before 8--and I still got virtually nothing done before class. I did make the handouts I needed for today and tomorrow, but my body got in the way of paper grading. So this will be brief.

Even though I didn't get to really do this in-class work on revision process that I wanted to try (because of canceling classes), I think it's worth trying again, instead of conferencing. I'll give it a whirl in the fall. Today's class was moderately successful: mostly I'm happy that the students really were working on revising (as I saw when they showed me their triple-spaced versions of their papers). They wanted to keep the work they'd been doing so they could use it over the break: fair enough. I'll collect it all with their revised papers.

I got back from class and took a good brain break, reading Paul's promotion folder (which looks terrific). I was on the fence about whether to whether to head home, possibly to nap, grade, eat, grade, nap, grade, repeat ad infinitum until tomorrow comes or to stay here and try to crank through more papers. I know I'll be up horrifically early again tomorrow, no matter what. But since I haven't hit any walls just yet, I think I'll stay here a while longer, try to churn out a few more graded papers before heading home to that nap/grade/eat cycle. It's going to be a loooooong stretch between now and tomorrow at 6:30, no matter how I slice it. But after that? Release and relief until Feb. 28.

Sigh. Off I go.