humans are never fully present in the now, because unconsciously they
believe that the next moment must be more important than this one. But
then you miss your whole life, which is never not now.
I've been present, OK? But it hasn't always been pleasant. This three day week has done me in, although it hasn't been terrible. In fact, much of it has been decent. I love spending time with my Ram Fam, which includes colleagues and students. I do have a couple of surly boys in 2nd period and a few students who wrote as their hobbies: sleeping, being a potato and claim that they took French to find a French wife or be able to tell someone off. Some didn't list a SINGLE interest, even sleeping, which I found sad. It's difficult to get up at 5 a.m. and it was especially awful Thursday morning after staying up until 11 p.m. Wednesday to watch Broadchurch. (Note to self: Go back and read Tonya's e-mail about how to stream it!) Our revised gradebook is tricky; there are lots of changes and it dumps us off after 20 minutes or so. Since I'm not at my computer while I'm teaching, it means CONSTANTLY signing back in--a real PITA.In a quick rant, it would have been helpful to get a training on the system before school started, instead of spending half a day devising mantras, writing them on posters and putting a sticky dot on our favorite. *sigh* Now it's the weekend and I came home to a creepily quiet house without any real plans. I should be thrilled that I get to sleep in for a couple of days, but I'm feeling lonely and a bit morose tonight. I guess that means trying to find a good book to read or something distracting to watch. Being exhausted sure doesn't improve my mood, does it? ;)