Well, I'm back under the knife in three days. I also have a delightfully long list of assignments to finish and papers to grade in the next two days. Right now, I'm sitting in the Coffee Ethic, between conferences, inhaling caffeine and sweet treats. I have to stay alert somehow. I'm really just looking forward to waking up afterward and being on the road to recovery--and possibly be rid of a lot of the head and equilibrium issues I've been dealing with for the past few years (increasingly so in the past few months). I'm tired. Pure and simple.
I've learned a lesson for next semester, too. When I decide to have conferences off campus, especially when it's an easy ride on the campus shuttle, I shouldn't offer the "if it's alright with you" statement. It's no harder to get here than it is to get to the student union, and it's much more pleasant. I can't believe how many of my students lack even a miniscule sense of adventure. My second class's reason for not wanting to come here? They don't want to have to find someplace new. Seriously... the shuttle drops them off next door.
I'm tired. And grouchy.
One more conference left today... then, homework! Whoo-hoo!
Peace to you.