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December 21, 2006


I can't believe that it is almost one pm and all I have done today is talk on the phone, eat breakfast, and check my email. Readers who know me in real life will be shocked to read that I didn't get out of bed until eleven today because I never sleep past seven, even on weekends. I guess that's what happens when you work until midnight.

Last night was my last night on the line at Zingerman's Mail Order, and I'm looking forward to getting back to my usual schedule: bed at ten, up at seven. I did have a good time though, and there was even some excitement. Somehow, a fifteen-thousand-dollar corporate order got left until the last minute and, at 6:45 we found out that we had to make twenty-four Tuscan's Treat gift baskets and have them ready to ship by eight. Fortunately, it is an easy basket and we got some extra help in the basket department, so meeting the deadline wasn't a problem. This rush was a much better form of excitement than what we experienced Tuesday night when I dropped a jar of salsa!

My students' final papers are due today at 5pm, so I thought I would have most of the day to recover from my night job before getting started on the grading. However, several students have emailed me their papers, so I could start grading right away. Will I? Perhaps, but first I want to finish the book I'm reading, tie up the ends of a last-minute knitting project, and run to the grocery store. The grading will get done at some point, I'm sure...

Posted by eklanche at December 21, 2006 12:54 PM


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