I got all the essays for Nature in Lit graded--not until Saturday morning, which was later than I'd hoped, but still, they're done and have been sent to the students.
I just finished grading the essays for the 101 students. Ow, ow, ow. Even the one I thought for sure would be fine (and saved for last) was painful: good ideas--I think--but the sentences were so torturous, I'm amazed I'm capable of anything approaching coherence myself. At least I was smart enough to do the little checklist of editing concerns (not revision stuff, but the technicalities) as I was reading the essays for the "big picture" stuff, so I don't have to read them again. I don't think I could.
I had hoped to get to some of the discussion boards for Nature in Lit too, but ... well, as happens with all the best of mouse plans, that one went agly.
In a fit of wild optimism, I also thought I might be able to embark on some of that P&B work I need to do. Hah! It is to laugh.
The level of slog is just ridiculous--but I'm pleased to note that I'm not as systemically cranky as I've been for a good deal of this semester. I'm going to credit the Breath-Body-Mind work I'm doing for that--or it could just be that I'm too tired to give much of a fuck any more. Or it could be the knowledge that I'm all but finished with all of this for this semester. Whatever the cause, it's an effect I'm happy to experience.
I don't really have a lot else to report. Of course I'm hoping that it will be pretty dead in Advisement tomorrow, as that way I can get more of that work done. And I've canceled my Salon appointment in the evening, after my conferences with students in the 101 class, so I hope to use that time for the P&B stuff. Hope. It does spring eternal.
Now, however, it's time for me to turn into a pumpkin, or something like that. I'm certainly cooked.
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