I Hate Finals

I am required to sit in my office for 3 hours a week (Monday and Wednesday from 12:30-1:30 and Wednesdays from 3:30-5:30) to "wait" for students. Office hours. Yes, they are fancy things -- special, if you will.

So for 14 weeks, I saw NOBODY during those times. I didn't have a puppy to go home to so I sat there and twiddled my thumbs -- I did my own homework -- I hung out with my coworkers -- I rearranged my desk once a week.

Now here it is the LAST week before finals and NOW my students have formed lines waiting for my personal attention. I have been warning them, yet they still waited until the very last minute to work on their e-portfolios.

I think I've probably designed about 6 in the last hour. Good thing for them I am such a pushover. I want my puppy.

Lia slept really good last night and went outside like a really good girl. She sat by the door and told me she had to go. I jumped up, took her out and she was soooo good. She hurt her baby paw right before I left this morning, though. She fell off the bottom stair because Taffy was growling at her. Bad Taffy. No fuzzy ball retrieval time for you today.

Okay -- I'm starting to feel like a dumb ass carrying on about my puppy like this. But she IS, after all, my NEW baby.

Auntie Janelle will have pics, soon.