stir crazy

so i'm almost finished another marathon marking session - five so far today, more than eighty in total - and i'm starting to feel the effects of too much reading and not enough down time. i have to say that it sure ain't easy concentrating on your 21st mission statement or your 43rd target market analysis or your 68th finance plan, all within the same ten day stretch. and so as i approach the end of yet another year of summatives, i am literally itching to get done so that i can move on to... while, so that i can move on to more than eighty accounting exams that have yet to be marked as the big day is not until this wednesday. and as for the itching, i'm hardly exaggerating or relying on my usual dose of hyperbole when i describe my impatience. for as i reach towards the bottom of the pile, i begin to picture the precise moment where i can finally lay down my red pen and clear my head of the year's lesson plans and essay assignments and unit tests. as i near the bottom of the attendance list, i begin to ponder the wave of relief that will soon sweep over me once that last transparent duotang is tucked away inside the cardboard box perched atop my swivel chair. as i close in on the final business proposal of the year, i begin to dream of a world without summatives where i can let down my hair (so to speak), kick off my $8 plastic sandals, pull up a chaise lounge next to our eternally-broken pool and just breathe. inhale. exhale. inhale. exhale. ahhh.

the song i'm listening to as i type these words, and now officially my third favorite number from the musical, although i don't really think that roger's contribution was particularly helpful (to the song that is, as opposed to mimi's recovery): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IrE7mh7Emj4&feature=related