We got home from Wichita late last night. Jim and I figured that out of the 40 hour trip, we were driving for 20 of them. Ugh.
This morning...er, afternoon...when we got up, I thought about the 92 papers I have to grade for the sophs. And then we decided to prepare the house for Christmas.
This is grading avoidance on a whole new level, people. Check this out:
Note the WRAPPED presents beneath the tree. Impressive, I know.
2 comments:
Your house: Unbelievable.
Your presents: Oh. My. God.
Now it all makes sense. I was wondering why you had SO MUCH Christmas stuff done.
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