…the end of the semester, that is.

33 research outlines to read and grade.

1 “midterm” exam to write (e.g. a pre-finals exam).

2 review sessions to prepare.

And that’s just for tomorrow.  What happens during Finals Week shall not be spoken of yet, because speaking of it means thinking about it, and that means tears.

One day at a time.  Light at the end of the tunnel and all that bullshit.  And, yes, I know it’s even harder on my students.

At least I have a writing date to look forward to this weekend.  In the meantime, I enter the end-of-the-semester meat grinder.  See you Friday, hopefully bloodied but unbowed.