As I continue to muse and navel gaze

I guess I'm a blogging fool this week.

I have to congratulate myself for only being 7 minutes late to my office hours this morning. Last week I was 30 minutes late. I got some stuff done that needed to get done before class, so I'm taking a minute to clear out of my head before class and so when class is over I can try to knock out some work in my office hours.

Last night was a real test of my new "attitude." After dinner I went into the back to read. It was about 6:45. I should have been able to get about 3 hours of research/reading done for the stuff due Thursday. Uh, no. At about 8, Magpie wakes up screaming. Massive gas pain. We've been introducing milk to her so her sensitivity doesn't turn into a full blown allergy (and this is excellent milk, too), and well, two days in a row of milk did not agree with her stomach. About 30-40 minutes of screaming ensued, which is exhausting, the least of which is because one feels helpless. Finally, the gas passed, but then she just would not go back to sleep. Another 2.5 hours later, at 11pm, finally, she went to sleep. Which means I did not get the work done that I wanted to, which means I didn't get to work out this morning because I had to try to make up for the lost hours last night this morning.

I didn't get much sleep. I'm exhausted and grumpy. I'm trying to hold my shit together here. And the fact of the matter is that it's not the kid's fault I didn't get work done last night. It's my fault for leaving this until the week it's due, assuming I'd have time, and I should know better. Today is my really really long day--9-4, back to back teaching from 10-2, on the other side of campus no less, too. It's cold, gray, miserable. But I've got good coffee and homemade soup, so you know. There's that.

On the plus side, even with only a little bit of sleep, Magpie woke up happy this morning. This afternoon might be a different story as we get closer to bedtime.

I'm dressed super casually for work today. I just couldn't bring myself to even dress up jeans! So pathetic. I look more like one of the students than a prof. Meh. I don't really care. I teach better when I'm comfortable.

I'm hoping that I have 2 uninterrupted office hours this afternoon to get some reading done. At least, in my third attempt at this novel, I'm the furtherest I've ever gotten! And I might try to get another little bit in in the next ten minutes. So I guess even though I'm tired and I'm grumpy, all is not lost yet. I may still be able to pull this out.