Briefly

I am here.

Today I am working at my SAT prep job. I will be talking, generally nonstop, between 9:15-11:15, eating a snack, talking between 11:45-1:45, eating a late lunch of Panera Bread, and talking yet again between 2:45-4:45.

When I get home, I will be watching my favorite foreign film, Bella Martha (translated asMostly Martha, about a chef), having my homemade Italian sausage soup for dinner, and reading the gloriously pessimistic K. J. Parker. There is a volcano. You can imagine what will happen.

And tomorrow I work from home–writing as many weeks of lesson plans as I can stomach, as well as my students’ assignment sheet for their second essay. Essay must be five pages. Five full pages. Not because I want to read what will amount to nearly 400 pages of student writing when they turn them in, but because that page length required by the college.

I am underpaid.