Monday was the final exam time* for my 8:00 class; yesterday held the same for my 9:30 class. Yesterday, I turned in my final grades for both classes, my gradebooks for both classes, and the extra assessment paperwork for departmental accreditation for both classes.
All there is now is the wait for my final paycheck, the last working day of December.
Well. Twelve years (and a half) of teaching for the same university is finally done. It is such a huge weight off that I can't really articulate it.
(And yes, I had a student pestering me if there wasn't something they could do to boost their grade, and didn't I see their last blogs that they didn't tell me they'd done when they turned in their late paper? Well, why not? And does that boost them up to an A? No? Well, is there anything they can do?
In a word: No. No, I didn't see the blog, and even when I added the extra points in for that, it didn't bring the grade up to an A. For fuck's sake, they'd brought a D to a B just by turning in that one late paper. And no, there is nothing they can do at this point.)
I am so done.
And I am so ready to write full-time.
Speaking of which...'scuse me. Gotta go build word count.
*I don't do final exam. I do a last chance for late work that isn't a discussion board forum for class participation.
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