Monday, August 1, 2016

The Bun Days of Summer

It's not the dog days of summer over here. You know what it is.


I can't believe it's the first day of August. School starts this month. I'll be doing - and grading - homework this month. I'm so depressed by the impending work load that I've dealt with it by striking a delicate balance between denial and procrastination.

During the day I go for walks, drink water, read, binge watch TV, stare into space, do laundry, and sweet talk Lucy while she dozes. At night I kick it up a notch when G gets home and follow him around, whining and complaining until he can't stand it anymore and locks himself away in his nerd cave. Then I go back to binge watching TV.

Tonight I worked on the national forest that is our backyard. I stop when I get involuntary twitches in random muscles, at which point I gulp down Ibuprofen and take a shower. Then I go back to binge watching TV.

I know that I desperately need to work on the syllabi for my classes. I really need to get my ducks in a row so that my semester is Top Grade Organized.

I'll give you all my King Sooper's coupons if you'll do lesson prep for me. Bring DDP. These two are no help.


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