"Tell us more stories from your pathetic life!" this from one of my orchestra students when I was teaching K-12. And currently my children will ask for the same thing, though not in so many words.
Today things went mostly right, but the ones that didn't made me laugh. Out loud. They are fairly typical of what makes stories from my life "pathetic."
Thing #1: I was co-teaching in a class today in front of thirty or so undergraduate students. Often they are listening to a lecture with everyone facing the front, but as luck would have it they were deeply engrossed in some group work. I was very grateful for this when I stepped out from behind the desk and my skirt fell off.
Yup. Completely. Down around my ankles. And this is not a skirt that is too big. It fits well. I bent down, picked up my skirt and pulled it on before looking around to see if anyone noticed. If they did, they covered their amusement better than I could.
I told my co-teacher in a hushed voice "My skirt just fell off" She laughed until tears and said that she was really glad she hadn't witnessed this event because she would not have been able to contain herself.
I tried to recreate the conditions that caused my wardrobe malfunction when I returned home. No luck. I had to put it around my knees before I was able to get it to fall down. And even then I had to jump up and down vigorously ten times. I had not been jumping in class.
Thing #2: This morning I couldn't access the internet on my computer. Slight problem because I wanted to create some things for use in class and I wanted to do my online course. Oh well. I managed a workaround for my class materials and now I will just need to catch up with my online course.
I gave up on the internet until after dinner. When I was still having the same problems. Some business about not being able to establish a secure connection. But it had worked just fine for my spouse. Then he mentioned that it had worked just fine on his account. And that is when I remembered that I had sabotaged my own computer account.
Due to my chronic lack of sleep and the tendency to get sucked into whatever rabbit hole appears in front of me on the Internet (I did not know that balaustine meant of or pertaining to the pomegranate...) I decided to put parental controls on my account so that it would log me off after 10pm.
No problem. I have done this before quite successfully. And I am typically not a dunce when it comes to technology. Apparently there are exceptions to this, however.
It appears that in limiting the hours that I could use my account I also removed permission to access the internet. Minor problem. Sheesh. So I am now posting as an administrator. Ha.
I did not get outside today. That is something I need to work into my schedule somehow. Outside is a decent place to be. I mean, lots of people go outside every day with very few negative effects. Except skin cancer, I suppose. Or severe asthma attacks. Or becoming disoriented in a blizzard and losing your way home on the way back from the mailbox at the end of your driveway and freezing to death.
I will allow that these things are unlikely and should not dissuade me from my resolution to spend more time outdoors. A friend offered to walk with me in the summer. At the time my schedule did not allow it, but maybe I should take her up on this.
Grateful Crap: funny problems
took meds in morning (150mg sertraline, 450mg bupropion)
drank enough water, but it was kind of all at the end of the day
Quaker, teacher, parent,