You know, the odd thing about being so used to the academic calendar is that after a while, grading lots of papers starts to feel a little bit festive. Like Egg Nog. (Except, you know, not).
And the interesting thing about reading through stacks of papers is that it starts to make the otherwise boring, navy, stockinette 80-sts-on-2.5mm-needles gift socks start to look really, really fun.
There may be hope for the gift knitting after all.
