I'd prefer to clean - I'd be able to sleep later, take a break whenever I wanted, daydream, and have goofy "conversations" with Jamie, instead of with my students. The graduating class has finals starting January 31, and these kids are bouncing off the walls. Talk about panic. Today I spent half an hour going over the difference between adjectives and adverbs - first-year stuff, but many of them are absolutely positive that they'll get it wrong in the exams. "She turned in a very nicely written essay" vs. "I'm in the mood for a nice big glass of ice(d) tea"!!!! That's something we've gone over about a hundred times, they rarely make mistakes, and now they think they're going to flunk because of two little letters. They tell me they're having nightmares starring me! That makes me feel just great. I'd definitely prefer to make everything in the house gleam!