all over

I yelled at students today. I snapped at students today. I read people the riot act. Now it is up to them to do their homework. Quite a few people started doing their work after my whiny requests.

I am tired of people thinking I don’t give homework or people don’t learn anything in my classes. I am just tired. Can you tell?

There are too many things still left to do in the semester. There are too many things to do at home before my kid comes home from the dorm. I don’t know what he will do this summer but I hope it will be fairly quiet while I am sleeping.

I need an attitude adjustment. I need to divide my journaling into two categories media teaching and professor pain. I do write somewhere else about other things so this might be the way to go.

If I bend too much I hurt. If I sit too long I hurt. If I lift a tripod I hurt. How am I supposed to be conducting business as usual when I still hurt every hour of very day? What is up with the annoying pains in my lower back and hip? The lower back pain is new and could be because I am starting to pick up more things than I used to.

Apparently there is a whining/complaining diet. I need to go on that diet as well as ones for food and finances. No more whining or complaining. I feel like someone who needs the assistance of a bad tabloid television show.

I want to come home and sit still tomorrow.

Sitting still is very therapeutic. Being quiet can be healing.

I need to work on my sleep. You would think with all of the physical activity I would be sleeping just fine. I think it’s because my dog keeps barking when the neighbors come home or the wind kicks up the trees outside of the living room window.

There are too many incidental problems in my life with other people. I think about some of these issues at night. Probably I shouldn’t do that.  I am still puzzled at how humans hurt each other. Why do we do this? What do we get out of being cruel to one another? Why can’t we be more careful with one another? Sometimes people just want to talk about one another becuase they are curious but sometimes curiosity turns to cruelty. Why are people like this? Why can't we leave people alone? Why do people make it harder on themselves by living in a fantasy world? Reality is harsh and humans are fragile beings.

Oh well….my bed awaits with a large puppy taking up most of the space.