...that invigilating a three-hour exam in an auditorium-style classroom counts as my exercise for the day. Sure it wasn't sustained cardio, but during those three hours I was probably up and down the stairs at least 50 times, moving for at least half the time, and standing for the rest.
...that "invigilate" is a funny word. A friend of mine has suggested that invigilators be called "invigilantes" since we'll be going over those cheaters. Of course, "proctor," the term I used in the States, is a pretty funny word too. (Insert proctologist joke here.)
...that I should have worn socks with my Crocs. Sweaty feet + Crocs material = squeaking.
...that I need to reassess some of my gender assumptions. Over the course of three hours, two women went to the bathroom; I lost count of the number of men. The male invigilator spent more time escorting students to the bathroom than in the classroom itself.
...that university students are getting much younger. Because I refuse to recognize that I'm aging.
...that I'm going to stay up for another hour or two and try to finish my second paper (aside from a few footnotes I'll need to track down in the library). Yes I'm exhausted, but staying active until so late means I won't be able to sleep for at least that long.
...that this counts as a Monday post since I wrote most of it in my head in between students' questions.