FGS is on a trimester system, and our term just ended on Friday. I did the same stupid thing I manage to do every year and had students turn in work at the very end of the term. So this weekend was supposed to be entirely devoted to grading, on the theory that I could then write my end-of-term comments in a leisurely fashion this week before the deadline on Thursday morning.
But then, on Friday, I got an email from an old friend at St. Martyr's, someone I literally haven't seen in a decade but whom I was very close to when I lived there. This week is their spring break, and she had been seized by the desire to go on a road trip and visit friends in Adventure City and a couple of nearby cities. How would we feel about her visiting and spending the night on Tuesday?
Well, the answer is mixed. Yes, it would be great to see her, but what I would have really loved is going out to dinner with her, or really any other option that involved not having to clean the house. I sent a carefully worded reply ... which clearly completely missed its mark. So she is now coming on Tuesday and spending the night.
So the weekend that was to be devoted entirely to grading instead got divided between grading and cleaning, and on Monday morning neither of those projects is complete. That is a sign, of course, of just how messy our house has been; plus, of course, cleaning for an overnight guest is really different from cleaning for a dinner guest. The next day and a half should prove exhausting, between teaching and finishing up the cleaning and maybe squeezing in a little grading in the nooks and crannies.
I'm reminding myself that the reward for all of this labor is going to be not just seeing my friend but also then having a clean house. And the grading and comment-writing will get done because it simply has to get done by Thursday morning, rain or shine.
And then I'll collapse on Thursday night, as is meet and right so to do.