I'm taking a break from mid-trimester grading to say the following: this is funny.
This evening last year, I was packing my suitcase to head to Seattle. Grading is far less fun. And far less anticipatory. No birthday visits with 95-year-old grandmothers or other non-family visits to look forward to.
Bright side? No time on airplanes. And I probably will get to see a friend this weekend, just not one who lives on the other side of the country.
Crap. There's still planning to do. And more grading. Late night? Why, don't mind if I do!