Today was crazy. I felt stressed out from the minute I arrived at my office until the minute I left, and I was there before 8 and left after 6. I couldn’t catch up for anything. We’re in a new version of Blackboard, and it seemed to require an inordinate amount of time just to set up what I wanted my classes to do this week. And Blackboard blipped out on me a few times. I don’t care if other people think it was working. It blipped out on me.
I could go on. It was just one of those Mondays that I needed about three days to manage. I only had one. What I didn’t make happen today, I’ll make happen tomorrow. Or the next day. The next day after that for sure. It will be okay. Monday just makes you crazy because Sunday lulls you into believing the world is a nice place and then abandons you to have to deal with the fact that it is Monday again. That’s just the way it is.
Maybe if I wanted to vent I would talk about how Mondays are especially hard because that’s when you remember you have to work all day in a place where everyone is working too hard, where everyone is hot and tired and stressed out and uncomfortable in their shoes, and how sometimes it seems like life is just way too weird to cope with when everyone is hot and tired like that.
But I don’t want to vent. I just want to say thank God it is Monday night. Thank God I can just let Monday slide as uneasily as it wants into Tuesday while I rest my weary head.
And I want to say this. I had lunch today in a restaurant for the first time in weeks. I didn’t have time to go to lunch, but I went anyway, and I’m not sorry. I’m not sorry at all because this is what I ate.
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Rice. Sticky sushi rice, white and refined, stripped of all nutritional value other than its tendency to spike the blood sugar.
It was delicious. It was an oasis of happy in a crazy day.
Carb break over now. Back on your diets.