
My 301st post.
The end of the fourth full year of teaching.
Bor- ring.
I've only one more section of final essay exams to grade, and then I am done with the teaching and the grading for a solid few months. I would write that I am done with the lesson planning, but I get to teach a new class in the fall, a survey class, an American Lit II survey class! I check my class roster for this survey almost compulsively and am pleased to see many of my oldie, but goodie, studs on it. It should make for a really fab group.
So, why haven't I graded that last stack yet? Well, to be honest, I kinda just don't have the ambition to do so. I took all day yesterday off from grading and then kinda forgot I wasn't really done, but also maybe don't care kinda. My other four sections have their grades entered, so maybe this is why I am so willy nilly and fancy-free. This is the first semester in history where my grading hasn't taken up every single day until the deadline. This is because of much better planning and scheduling on my part, as well as the lucky, much-needed break I got from 101 this entire year.
Overall, a tough teaching year, my toughest one yet. But, still, I left the classroom with accomplishment and satisfaction. The studs who wanted to learn, who were engaged, and who revised their little hearts out did very well. I taught them; they taught me.
Enough with the teaching talk, though. Even I am boring myself, which I thought was nearly impossible.
A cold snap this week. A few limbs of my bleeding hearts didn't make it, but the plants themselves are okay. We turned the heat back a few nights, as the thermostat read 58 degrees. Yowza.
B and I have settled, for the most part, back into domestic bliss. The house is clean and bright, the bed gets made every morning, the lawn and gardens are weeded and thriving, mostly, the dishes are done and put away, we are pleasant to be around once again.
B graduated on Saturday and it was lovely. The girl is racking up more degrees then I have fingers to count them on, but hopefully, her dedication and hard work will pay off big. Soon. A very exciting opportunity is on the horizon. Keep fingers crossed. Please and thank you.
One exciting thing: me and 3 Bffs from my younger college days have put together a team for the Susan G. Komen 3-Day Walk for the Cure. I need to do some mega fundraising and training and am starting right now:
My Donation Page
I am excited, nervous, and excited. And nervous. :)
Headed to the farm this coming weekend. Prolly should grade that last stack before I go. Prolly should do it right now.


2 comments:
Because I am still in edit mode:
"...more fingers then I have to count..."
Now, my little brain is telling me this should be a comparison rather than a designation of time, thus "than" would be appropriate here.
I am just anal, aren't I?
By the by, I am glad to read that things are going well for you and B. It makes me happy when good folks are able to have good lives. Now...break out the summer reading and hit the pool girl. That's an order!
P Block!
I was just thinking of you and the crew.
No, no, no. Clearly, I was just pointing out a progression of time. I was telling you, chronologically, that then I have fingers to count ...
:)
You got me. Oy. Can you tell it's been a long semester?
Miss you, brother.
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