Final finals

I didn't think I would ever cry while grading papers, except maybe out of fatigue, but this batch is so good! I'm a mess. Hopped up on love and pride and a not inconsequential amount of rage that I have to leave this job ... tempered with the intense and continually-intensifying relief at the prospect of getting out. But I actually did a good job teaching this course this semester; I really think overhauling it paid off. If I could stay I could do so much more! You should see the transformations we made this semester! Going to go have a different life now! Augh!