Got home from work.
Made a pot of coffee.
Drank a large cup of coffee from my Rasta Lion mug, which is my favorite.
Immediately fell asleep in my chair.
I am not kidding when I say I am immune to caffeine.
Tag: tired
Because kids are dumb
Remember how, when we were kids, getting sent to bed early was a punishment? And now going to bed an hour earlier than normal is absolutely the greatest thing that could happen?
Anyway, guess what I’m doing.
Not today, Satan
Realized last night that I was developing a sore throat. It was worse this morning, and the winter storm meant a two-hour delay for every school district in northern Indiana and southern Michigan, so I decided just to stay home and stay in bed today so that I don’t lose a day that matters later in the week. I did find out today that we don’t have to give a final in 8th grade Math after all, which is awesome, but I’ve already got too much scheduled for the … (checks watch) … two and a half weeks I have left before Winter Break.
Still kinda feel cruddy, but I’m hoping if I go to bed soon and get 8-9 hours of sleep tonight I’ll be able to make it through the rest of the week. We’ll see.
This again
I took a shower a few hours ago, my first since Saturday, and since my son got sick at school and had to come home early, I left the house for the first time since Friday. I have no symptoms other than “headache and sleepy,” but God, the sleepy part has been hitting like a truck. I joked a few days ago on some social media site or another– hell, it may have been here(*)– that I had a student with mono and was pretty sure I hadn’t gotten it from him, but I can’t think of anything else other than changing brain meds whose main symptom is can’t stay awake. And the brain meds have not changed.
I’m going to work tomorrow. I have to go to work tomorrow, if only because missing three days in a row will cause the children to burn my room down, and I can’t have that. But I’m going to have to find a way to make it a low teaching day, because I’m still brain-dead and somehow I feel like ten hours more sleep between now and then isn’t going to fix that.
(Pause for enormous, jaw-cracking yawn)
Yeah. Taking my clean self back to bed now. Blech.
(*) Yup.
In which that can’t be it
I have a student who has missed a lot of school lately because of mononucleosis, but as far as I know that’s not traditionally contagious and I’m reasonably certain I have not been making out with him. But god damn, the last time I was this consistently tired several days running was after major changes in my brain meds and there haven’t been any of those lately either. I was yawning uncontrollably during my last class today. Giant, jaw-cracking yawns. The first thing one of my students said to me on Tuesday was “Are you okay?” Not a thing that happens often, y’know?
I’ll bet you a dollar I wake up at 5 am tomorrow and can’t get back to sleep, just like I have for damn near every weekend morning since school started. Sigh.
This was almost a post
But I’m tired and my eyes hurt and I want to finish reading a book anyway. Which may not be good for my eyes but damn it they need to do their jobs.
See you tomorrow, probably.
Taking tonight off
I’m going to finish the Chernow book if it kills me, and while I really don’t think it’s going to, I feel like I’m still tired from yesterday and pre-tired for tomorrow and Friday, so every time I sit down to read my brain is turning to mush.
The book is still five stars. Twain himself may have lost a star now that I know more about him.
An unfairly busy day
I had to get to work half an hour early, because I had a ton of shit to bring into my classroom to get ready, burned my entire prep on getting ready for a meeting after school, said meeting lasted an hour and a half, left work and drove directly to my son’s band concert at his school, carefully threw McDonald’s down my neck so as to not aggravate either my tooth hole or the sore that has developed in my mouth from a bad reaction to the numbing shots (super fun), spent over an hour on working on stuff for class tomorrow since I’m being observed during 2nd hour and she wants lesson plans for some reason, like, ma’am, I’ve been doing this for 22 years and it’s all muscle memory by now, I don’t write lesson plans, and now it’s 8:44 and I’ve written a single-sentence blog post and I’m going to go talk to my family for a few minutes and then go to bed.
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