tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18155604.post6571308639366134798..comments2023-10-17T10:21:11.698-06:00Comments on The Clutter Museum: Wrestling with my demonsLeslie M-Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434392840359276805noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18155604.post-64728271218550613382009-04-25T23:36:00.000-06:002009-04-25T23:36:00.000-06:00Also, you are not dowdy.Also, you are not dowdy.Breena Ronanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02566521893585459242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18155604.post-43887801999339782912009-04-25T23:33:00.000-06:002009-04-25T23:33:00.000-06:00Sorry to hear you are having a spider week. I told...Sorry to hear you are having a spider week. I told you a spider seems to have bit me on the boob too. Weird.Breena Ronanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02566521893585459242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18155604.post-33236160345789412472009-04-20T12:28:00.000-06:002009-04-20T12:28:00.000-06:00Word.
P.S. to the grading? Get a rubric, go quic...Word.<br /><br />P.S. to the grading? Get a rubric, go quickly, and read the worst ones first. Do the papers in sets. Reward yourself after every set. Time yourself so that you only give X amount to each one and each set. <br /><br />Take it from the gal who teaches a 4/4.<br /><br />This structuring of the grading has helped me lots. It gives perspective--grading matters, but it does not deserve to take over my life. And work expands into the time you give it. Sucky work deserves less time. <br /><br />And remember, half the time, students don't/can't/won't read comments. I certainly didn't, when I was a student!the rebel lettristehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08369013300190217105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18155604.post-59137566134160590222009-04-19T20:15:00.000-06:002009-04-19T20:15:00.000-06:00It's important for us to be able to tell these sto...It's important for us to be able to tell these stories--what honesty and thoughtfulness. I'm glad (and not surprised) that Mr. Trillwing has been a force helping you to address the depression. Wishing you good naps, good grading, good movement along the chemical cycles.susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12000470374101306070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18155604.post-49505814592963621292009-04-19T19:29:00.000-06:002009-04-19T19:29:00.000-06:00I've never been diagnosed with clinical depression...I've never been diagnosed with clinical depression, but I've definitely had my share of down times that required the help of therapists. The last one of these was in January, which I ended up not needing therapy for, but was definitely close to it. And it is weird because I recognize it's a reaction in my brain that I can't do much about. <br /><br />I could totally relate to: "I feel so tired, so apathetic, and yet so guilty about not wanting to do anything, because the result looks an awful lot like chronic disorganization and procrastination." When I'm feeling down, this is exactly what happens. I shut down, and yet, I'm plagued by guilt, thinking constantly about what people must be thinking. <br /><br />All I have to say is to tell you to be kind to yourself. And you have lots of people near and far who care about you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10766222493968363248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18155604.post-34967102041283506312009-04-19T09:06:00.000-06:002009-04-19T09:06:00.000-06:00Thanks for writing so honestly about your spiders....Thanks for writing so honestly about your spiders. I hope that they soon scuttle back behind the washing machine and that life looks better again.What Now?https://www.blogger.com/profile/04017629066466055668noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18155604.post-36423173335679733842009-04-19T02:03:00.000-06:002009-04-19T02:03:00.000-06:00Hang in there.Hang in there.Susan Mnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18155604.post-17348592590817381862009-04-19T00:31:00.000-06:002009-04-19T00:31:00.000-06:00Huh. That sounds a little too familiar, without t...Huh. That sounds a little too familiar, without the amazing productivity. (I'm also getting more and more spacey and am having trouble articulating thoughts.) <br /><br />You know, you're exactly the age that I thought you were. (But of course, I'm five years younger than you.)Queen of West Procrastinationhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17216968234999269409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18155604.post-51671215626116357532009-04-19T00:29:00.000-06:002009-04-19T00:29:00.000-06:00What a thoughtful post! Sending along much empath...What a thoughtful post! Sending along much empathy as a fellow depression sufferer. And the following is a perfect description of how I so often tie myself in knots, too: "I feel so tired, so apathetic, and yet so guilty about not wanting to do anything, because the result looks an awful lot like chronic disorganization and procrastination." Wow. I had never thought before about how the grading stress may affect the chemicals...am going to have to pay attention to that. Anyway, wishing you the best! Am glad you took a nap and am applauding your motivation to host a BBQ. Good luck with the rest of the papers, too. :)Inkhttp://inktopia7.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com