I spent part of the day working on one of my writing projects (there will forever be three or more it seems). The rest was spent checking back into the office and preparing for the first day. It is going to be exciting and more than a bit odd or even terrifying to attempt to slide back into the role after a summer that feels like it has lasted for two years. Even more interesting is the discovery that I have not taught the novel writing class since 2017. That is a very long time ago. I barely remember who I was back then. I definitely wasn’t a guru of canvas course design, because the shell is absolute junk. It is actually empty. Just a calendar and some notes. So, one more thing on the list is to prepare myself for the class by building a course shell that actually functions as a resource for the students. Given the time of day we are presently at, this will need to occur tomorrow in under 75 minutes, because I only have one break before that class and my classes start at 7 AM.
I need to start doing better at getting sleep. I have not done well. It vexes me. Perhaps the strain of all the due dates is getting to me and I just feel like I need to be grinding more. I suppose I would feel that way, because I don’t grind enough during waking hours. Some of that is limited discipline and some of it is mental fatigue from lack of sleep. It is a vicious cycle.
Some Thoughts:
- Draft night here for the fantasy football league. Whats odd is that nobody but my lady has even acknowledged the draft is happening. No evidence of prep or care. I am beginning to think they don’t care and thus I should be canceling this league season. Maybe if we did fantasy basketball they’d find some interest. Regardless, it was a way to try and include everyone in some version of the sport that takes such prominence over half our family. Accept the fail.