Every time I sit down to grade, without fail, I let myself get distracted by the tiniest, most mundane things. Right now I’m writing this when I should be grading that last stack of papers. I am also thinking that I really need to clean my room, especially since there are dust bunnies on the top of my desk (yep, the top). It also doesn’t help that Tank is sleeping on the desk right next to me, so of course I have to reach out and squeeze him every five minutes. Just now I scratched behind his ears and he squeezed his paws up against his face. So cute! How can I grade when I have that kind of distraction? I could kick him off but that’s just silly. He’d just come right back up.
Ugh. Grading Blows.
September 23, 2007 by Emily
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