It’s one of the unsung qualities of academia as well as parenthood, isn’t it? I’ve been busy the last few days — nothing extraordinary — but I realize that I’m just trying to hang on through early December.
Classes will end. The last torrent of assignments will trickle off (excepting for exams on the tenth and nineteenth). Everything will get marked (where is the magical marking fairy when you need her?). I’ll complete my outlines for next term.
I’ll finish the holiday shopping, somehow, someway (the crowds were horrendous on Friday due to kids being out of school for a PA day). Get the cards addressed and mailed off. Plan the holiday schedules and meals. Get the house decorated.
There. It doesn’t sound quite so overwhelming when I commit it to words, does it? Still, the quality of simply enduring? It’s quite under-rated.