Can I have a do-over? Seriously?

I’m having a bad day.

It started this morning at 5:30am, when I woke up feeling achy and exhausted. I laid in bed for 30 minutes hoping that the problem would alleviate itself, but alas, I am still achy even as I write this.

I then headed to school with my Vision Quester. I went to class expecting my students to have done their homework. Because I had been traveling, I gave them a group project before I left and told them it would be due the day I returned. I would be gone for 9 days, so I gave them 2 weeks to do it. That works, right?

I came into my first class, and less than half of them had done it. Not only was I angry, I was also disappointed and frustrated.

Ever the optimist, I went into my second class to be presented with exactly the same thing: 45 students out of 100 did the group project I had assigned, and the rest of them were frantically trying to finish it in class.

At that point, I was ready to go home and call it a day. Unfortunately, the day had barely begun.

I went home for a little bit to wash some laundry and put it out to dry. The minute I hung the last article of clothing on the line, it started to drizzle. Being tired and in no mood to take all the laundry in, I decided to leave it hang there, in a metaphorical nose-thumbing to mother nature.

We then went to market (that is, my Vision Quester and I) and bought some vegetables, a few two-yards, and some glorious, glorious FanIce. That, as I think of it now, was the eye of the storm.

I went to the computer lab to set up shop to discover a missing power strip, no chairs, and a mob of raucous, unruly students. After making one kneel in the grass for “acting like a goat” (she tried to budge her way into the lab under my arms as I was standing in the door) and sacking two for hitting another student, things calmed down a bit. I jury-rigged the power strip situation, got everything running, and have since spent the last 5 hours answering student questions.

My Vision Quester, on the other hand, has been awesome. He’s helped out with chores, talked to people, and just been an all-around good guy. Kudos, Mike.

Alright. I’m tired. Time to wind this party down and hope that I can still buy food in town after 6pm. Cheers, y’all.

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