A month of deadlines, another few weeks to go. I am exhausted but can barely sleep at all any more. And I think my backside has now melded to the fibres of this chair seat. I know that if I try to stand up, I can't.
I've been working on preparation materials for my German exam tomorrow, whilst juggling marking and the final deadline for my writing course. The word allowance for the writing is 2500 (plus a further 700 words for a reflective commentary), to be divided fairly equally between 'two of the taught forms' of the course. In my case, I chose fiction and life writing. Managed to edit the fiction to 1250, but the life-writing could do with grooming, or possibly a minor cull, although it is ostensibly already 'finished'. One of the cats managed to print it out twice, too.
Right now, I am sitting in the conservatory with a cat either side of the keyboard wondering whether I will ever stop and pay them some attention. A couple of kittens are running around my feet because they now think I am a inanimate scratching post and next door's spaniel is sitting on their back wall with his nose squashed through the picket fence, staring at us all with a glazed expression, possibly mirroring me. It's quite disconcerting.
Fortunately, after tomorrow (once I'm shot of the coursework), I can move onto marking a quarter of a million words of MA dissertations on paper - no more computer eyes - then ten days after that I'm off for a break in Germany, visiting my parents. Oh glee! I'll be able to sleep again by then, surely?
I have to get my nose back to that grindstone, if a kitten hasn't run off with it.
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