So. . . this class I'm taking? We have to write a paper, which I figured would be due, as always, at the end of the exam period. Say about May 11.
Nope. A few weeks ago, the prof announced it would be due the last day of class, May 2. Now I did make A Life Plan when I signed up for the class and saw the syllabus, way back in January but, OK, I can pull off May 2.
Tonight he says he wants a draft a week earlier. That's in two weeks.
WT. . . ?
The yearbook for which I am the advisor is due next Monday. AP Exams are at the beginning of May and all the preparation has to be completed by the end of April. I'm preaching a sermon Sunday, preceded by one of those 8:15 meetings that so startled QG a few weeks ago. And my school is a Sunday ACT test site this week. Thankfully I don't have to proctor that one, but I do have to get everything set up Friday afternoon.
I don't have much of anything to do in May. But it seems I won't have to write this paper then either.
I don't think I'm even going to be reading blogs for the next two weeks, much less writing one.
Good thing I got that Assateague sunrise in.