Some People Never Learn. . .

And by "some people," I mean me.  This is not the first time I've had this SNAFU.  It's not even the first time this semester.  And it's all totally, totally my fault.  So this afternoon, I left work kinda early-ish with the intention of coming home and grading tests for two sections of the same class (this is maybe about 45 tests).  Anyway, I have a tote bag that is dedicated just for totin' around work stuff--papers and tests to be graded, books to work on prep, that sort of thing.  And I was convinced that I had my 45 Touchstones tests in my tote bag.  I even looked to make sure my grading scale thingy was in the tote bag.  And I *saw* a bunch of papers.  But guess what.  I just finished some other work, opened up the tote bag, and the tests aren't there.  I left them at work.  So since I promised the students I'd have them for tomorrow morning's class, I have two choices:  I can hop in the car and drive the 30-miles, round trip, and go get the tests to grade this evening, or I can go into work really early, like at 6:00, tomorrow morning.  Oi.