Classes are over

 It's hard to feel really excited or triumphant or anything, though. Today was just lots and lots of grading in between a couple of job-candidate interviews. The thing actually due today were "hypothetical project plans" (to see how well my stats students could actually write something where they'd talk about collecting data and using a particular test) BUT I also had a bunch of late stuff I had to do - one student who had to have emergency nasal surgery (I didn't ask) had to make up an exam, and I had agreed to accept some late work from another person, and there were the "late accommodations" papers (this is a thing now: in addition to some folks getting extra time on exams, they get more time to complete things like homework, nevermind I give a minimum of a week on short assignments and almost a month on some that require more background work). There's a lot more asked of faculty, now, I think, and it's tiring, because it seems like invisible work - no one cares how tired you are, or how you're struggling to complete things at the last possible minute because the other people need maximum time for it.

At least I got home early enough (4 pm) to do the half-hour workout I didn't do this morning. Tuesday-ish (it's hard to remember, days all run together) I tweaked my knee again somehow (I think I hyperextened it a little) and it was REALLY hurting. I was afraid, actually, I'd reinjured it or injured it worse. But then this morning (after forcing myself through most of a workout Thursday morning) the pain was mostly gone, but one thing I've learned about chronic-ish pain? it carries its own fear with it. By that, I mean if you have  a bad pain day, you think "this is it, I really messed up the cartilage for real and it's either surgery or hurting this badly forever" but then something happens - the air pressure changes, or you sleep in the right position for once, or you happen to eat the right anti-inflammatory thing, and you wake up NOT HURTING. And then you're nervous all day because "what if I step down just wrong and mess it up again." So I decided to put off exercising, on the grounds that if I hurt after an afternoon workout, at least I didn't have to go through an entire day of work. 

But no, it still doesn't hurt tonight. So I don't know. ("She falls in a well, eyes go crossed, she gets kicked by a mule they go back to normal, I don't know!").

 I'm hoping it remains good for at least a few days. I WILL say I think the standing on the hard floors (and when they redid them, they made them just as hard as before) in the classroom is the issue. I thought about getting a foam mat to stand on but (a) I like to roam around when I teach, walking helps me think and (b) I'd have to carry it from classroom to classroom, because I'd have to buy it myself and I'm not buying one for every room I might be in. 

Monday I go in because I have yet again a few people needing to make up an exam, and Monday night is CWF. Tuesday in my next exam, and then Wednesday I give two (sigh). 

 

I'm really hoping I can "steal" Friday next week and maybe even get back down to Yarns and You; I've been wanting to go back and haven't been able to get away. (Saturday is graduation; this Saturday is the last Zoom knitting meetup I'll be able to attend this year so it wouldn't be good for that, though I might still go to Sherman early to go to the Albertson's, and I bought a Louise Tilbrook shawl pattern needing 2 skeins of sockyarn, and if they still have two balls of the WYS Christmas yarn ("Mulled Wine") for this year, I feel like it would be perfect for that. (Yes, I COULD mailorder from them, but given how slow the mail has been recently, it wouldn't come before I left for my mom's, probably, and I'd like to start it over break)