Today is a very busy day. It already HAS been, and will become increasingly so. Not only do I have 6 class sets of exams to grade (see yesterday's post), but tonight is our first football playoff game. Being a mascot hauler, we usually leave a little early to get a bite to eat and to arrive at the game in plenty of time for the athletes to warm up. Today, we're leaving extra early--immediately after school. Not only does this mean that my son will be stranded at his school over the weekend (actually, his grandfather is supposed to get him), but I'll barely have time after school to change into my shorts before we're expected to move on out. With tonight's game being in Northeast Austin, I don't expect us getting back until very late this evening, approaching extremely early tomorrow morning. Right now, I'm on my conference period, grading papers, listening to Killswitch Engage (a band), drinking coffee, looking at what I'll be teaching today in BC calculus and PreAP Precalculus, getting my quoteboard ready, and checking on my mentee's grades (with whom I will be meeting with very shortly.) As you can imagined, I'm on a very tight schedule. I'm going to grade a few tests now. I'll be right back . . .
OOOOOOOO, those grades were not so good. Maybe if I blog a little while, the grades will improve when I return. DANG! My mentee did NOT turn in his late project in Spanish II. How a native Spanish speaker can be failing a Spanish II class, yo no entiende!. Ahhhhh, that's a great quote for my quoteboard. Man I love this song! Dang it, now I dribbled coffee on my shirt jamming out to the song.
Note to self: before headbanging, set coffee cup down, as this tends to cause coffee to violently leave the relative proximity of the cup itself, potentially splashing all over the clothes you have no time to change and will have to wear ALL NIGHT LONG since you are leaving right after school. Alright, this student got a question correct! Should I give bonus points, naaaaah. Maybe I would have BEFORE I spilled my coffee. Man my poor little mentee is going to get the brunt of my spilled-coffee wrath for not turning in that skeleton project.
How many things can YOU do at once? How many of those can you do WELL at once?
Gotta go now . . . . . right after this rockin' song.
4 comments:
You should just be glad that you're not a woman. As a man (at least in our house), you only have to worry about your own busy schedule. Try keeping it straight for everyone else in the family, too. It's a busy, busy day for sure. Have fun at the game, and don't forget your jacket....
OUCH! When I meant multitasking, I meant AT WORK!! not at home!It looks like I'll be making the kid's lunches all next week.
Kevin- without Shealynn- "the Pride don't ride." Humbling and yet a great deal I can relate to. What would we be without the great support we get from our spouses at home. Without them, multi-tasking would be reduced to boiling ramen noodle soup and searching for lint in our belly buttons. Thanks ladies.
True 'dat. I am VERY grateful that I was repeatedly reminded to bring my jacket to the game, for without it, I would have been a trembling fool in the cold.
Double thanks to the women who make us look so wise and warm.
Post a Comment