Sweet potato thoughts

So I’m sitting at my desk, listening to Christmas music (yes, I get it. I’m obsessed), drinking a mug of coffee. But all that wonderful goodness is dampened by the fact that I have been grading papers since Friday night. I am so tired of reading page after page. Believe me, I love my students…

And……. we’re done

Awards should be written out, honors should be bestowed, and monuments should be raised in my name – the boxes are finally gone. Actually, if any awards were to be given… it would have to be for worst mover ever. Or worst unpacker ever – I’m actually decent at moving. But yes, the lonely box…