A Long 48 Hours

I have about 50+ more quizzes
to grade & speaking of quizzes,
I had to look the word up on a Word program
in order to spell it on the board this morning . . .
I've been having more and more difficulty
with spelling--especially at the blackboard
with students staring at me . . .
the letters themselves are so big & my mind is racing
on what I am saying (which is generally not the same
as what I am writing) and what I intend to say.

One of my best students (I could tell from her
handwriting) suggested, on my evaluation of all places,
that she seriously thought I was mildly dislexic.
No shit, Sherlock.

Where was I?

Oh yes, complaining about my longish day.
Oh no, I do not get to leave after office hours today
I'm afraid. No.
I am going to dinner with J and her friend,
then I'm headed off to hear a poet at the Lit Fest.

A long drive home will immediately follow.
But the kicker?
What makes this evening not so fun?

An 8:ooam pap. That's right. I had an abnormal pap
and now must be tested by an OBGYN--
which is utterly ridiculous
b/c my doctor and I know that my mensus screwed
up the results of this last smear . . . sigh.

Then, back in the car to a lunch on Global Feminism.
I barely have 2 cents to contribute
and I don't feel like being "exposed" twice in one Friday
(which is suppose to be _my_ day-
hello, Friday, me me me).

So whatever happens to you tomorrow,
i hope you don't end up in stirrups.