I'm not gonna

I actually did more after class than I intended. My plan was to walk into the office, log on to the blog just long enough to say "I'm done; I'm out of here," and leave--not unpack the pack, not organize stacks of shit that needs to be done, nothing. But I did want to check e-mail briefly, and I realized I had promised letters of recommendation to a student--and that if I didn't get them done now, I'd forget, or miss the deadlines. So I did that. And now, I'm going to leave everything where it is, except my purse and the bag I carry my lunch in, which will come to the car with me. And I'm going home. I have an ungodly shitload of paper grading/assignment marking to do--I tried to get some done in Advisement today, and it was painfully slow. It shouldn't be; I'm not marking much (really, I'm not), but for some reason it was just like crawling across a field of sharp pebbles. I may come to the office on Friday; whatever I do, I MUST get papers marked this weekend. I won't get much done tomorrow, because students want to meet with me and we have a department meeting--and I'm racing out of here after class to meet a friend for a social evening. But tonight, I'm done. I'm just done. So I'm not gonna do another damned thing having to do with work.