end of the semester fiascos

I am always fascinated by the end of the semester drama. I am always trying to finish a paper (even if I had the whole sem to finish). I always have students who have been missing class but urgently need to see me and most importantly, the sleepless nights hoping that I do well. This is the time of the semester when wine and antidepressants come in handy. Things have been so bad that for a minute there, I was contemplating suicide, until I realized I am too busy to even get time to commit suicide. If you feel me, let me know I am not alone. Trying to hang in there, it is just one more week...