End of a Holiday and Now End of Term

I wish I could report that I've done all this glorious reading, but really I've been trying to survive this back to work madness!  My bff is here from Michigan, so I'm loving having my holiday joy extended.  There's only one problem--I have to grade a stack of these:

 

The only way to get the grading finished with people around is to stay up late.  After about 8 hours over four days, I'm ready to crash!  Thankfully I see the light at the end of the End-of-Term grading and paper pile.  Once I've pushed through the last 37 essays, I think I'll finally settle back into a normal schedule again.   I can't wait to get back to my reading!  

What did you face once the holidays were over?

Personal Side Note. Irony is Alive and Well.

I'm sorry, but I had to post a quick side note to my "reading" holiday. Isn't Spring Break supposed to be relaxing, full of reading and sunshine? Well, in my world that would be a little bit of a no! In order to get my car to pass inspection, I was told on Monday that I have a $500 fix job on this or that (because car speak completely goes over my head) after the $600 I spent just four months ago. Can anyone say, "Hey dear. Is it time to buy a new car?!?"

On top of that, I have to replace my windshield. I waited ALL DAY today to hear back from the glass company, who were waiting for my insurance to verify my claim, only to find that my insurance doesn't include this in my policy. As I was on the phone then REsetting up my appointment for Friday, I heard the most horrific glacier-like ice cracking sound. I figured out the sound was coming from the front door, where it looked like someone had thrown a snowball and the water was dripping down. Here's the kicker though, it wasn't water...it was a million hair-like fissures zipping everywhere up and down my front door. Nope. No one shot it out. No one threw a rock into it. It just shattered. Guess how much this beauty is "estimated" to cost to fix?


New flash: When my students need an example of irony, I will share this story, that I was on the phone with the glass company when my front door shattered. Priceless.

All right. I'll stop waxing poetic. For my friends and students who peek in on my blog from time to time, I see you! I know you're giggling at my pain! That's okay. I'm much better now that I've shared. Until the dust settles, have a great day and I'll be back once I'm safely encased behind the glass again!