exhaustion

It's been a very upbeat and energizing week. Yet, today has felt like the end of a very long week. I kept crawling back into bed after I got up. (It doesn't help that there's a warm, cuddly body in bed to lure me in.)

I had to scramble to finish class prep and rush over to campus. I didn't cut it too too close, getting here about twenty minutes before class, but I'm usually here with more time to spare.

I taught my class just now. And though it went fine, I still feel like I had to work really hard to make it through to the end of the period. And I even let students go a bit early.

I think I'm going to give myself permission to veg out the rest of the day. (I usually end up doing nothing most afternoons and evenings, but then I feel guilty about it since I "plan" to do work.)

This weekend will be busy with forty papers to grade in addition to class prep. The news is making it sound likely that we'll be snowed in as well. And this past week managed to melt pretty much all the snow on the ground, too.

I kinda skipped lunch today. I'm off to eat something (though I can't promise it won't be a cupcake) and read Marjane Satrapi's Chicken and Plums so that I can return it to the public library along with two other books due today.