Insistent, Incessant, Intolerable Grading

Soccer games started at 8:30 which meant that the rest of the day felt wide open and meandering: if it weren't the end of the semester when 60 tests and 60 papers incessantly jump on my torso like the two fuzzy yellow seussian creatures from that classic text, Hop on Pop. After the kids put up their first garage sale, Aaron's senior art show was in the afternoon and the evening was a series of errands for everyone before bedtime, and, of course, more grading.