I was an hour and a half into an intense ACT tutoring sesh last night - science - and my brain was just mush. My student goes, "I totally don't get why that's the answer." I was like, me neither, let's just keep going.
Plus, I took on a new student yesterday - my fave! Third grade! - to tutor. His parents were like, "Do you have any experience teaching writing?" Hahahahahahahahaha.
I give everybody this crazed look and they slowly back away.
I have two days (counting today) to get my stuff straight before all I'm doing is writing and grading papers. And reading Jane Austen. And fumbling through Feminist theory. And pining for naps of yore.
Again with Lucy not being sympathetic.
I've been working in random appointments and errands while I have time on my hands, and every day I say I'm going to go to the grocery store. And every day I glide, glide away in my chair and read instead. We now have to rifle through the cabinets for old granola bars and stale chips to eat. Just. Too. Lazy.
I'll pay you a thousand dollars to organize my life and also tutor for me today. Thanks.
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