I got the grades finished, numbers crunched, paper forms filled out, paper forms photocopied--and submitted them to the office about 35 seconds before the office closed.
Then I spent about 2 hours with Cathy--mostly sitting in her office while she was firing off emails (as her MO is "do it right now" on everything), but also helping her get her mind organized with what she needs to have with her when she's out of town and I'm working on adjunct schedules all by my lonesome. (Not really: our wonderful office staff will be here with me--and Cathy will be just an email away.)
So, I just got back upstairs to the office to submit the grades on Banner--and now is when I start getting emails from students, incensed and irate that they got the grades that they got, even though they should have known exactly what was coming from their grade trackers.
I just had a moment of thinking, "Should I have adjusted the grades for the 2:00 101, the say I did for the later section?" But I don't think it would have made much difference, as the ones who didn't pass were deficient in all areas of their submissions, not just in their discussion boards.
I probably should stay here in the office to tidy up a bit--it's a bit of a chaotic wreck, as I was flinging paper about in my mad dash to get stuff to the main office in time--but I really am completely cooked, stick-a-fork-in-me done. I'll water my plants and stagger off out of here.
It may be foolish to think that I'll work at all on the spring syllabi--or the online course--in the next few days, but one never knows. Stranger things have happened. (Not to me, but ... surely, at some point in human history, something stranger has happened.)
OK, I'm getting daffy. That's clear and present evidence that I am tired and starting to lose it, whatever it might be. I'm off like a herd of turtles (an expression I just picked up from The Bone Clocks by David C. Mitchell--a very strange but fun read).
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