I woke at six a.m. and engaged in "recreational prep." This is what I call work I put into teaching a class that really goes beyond the time that I am payed for...
But it is so much fun. And I am learning something. And I will be able to use what I do time and time again. And it is one of the things I am trying to cut back on, but I had poor impulse control.
Then I decided to clean the entire living room (including behind the television, underneath the bookshelves and in back of the piano).
Also I thought I should make some chocolate chip cookies while the spouse was away. Only we didn't have enough flour. So I used some rye flour and through a bunch of oatmeal in as well. It is a darn good thing that the people came home when they did because I was starting to zone out a bit and panic that I was not going to be able to finish what I had started.
There was no possible way that any one person could finish what I had started. But I have this panicky feeling that if I don't get all of it done right now in its entirety (whatever it is), it will never get done AND all of the work I have done will be undone.
Which, it was pointed out to me, is not a very useful thing to say and not a very healthy way to think about this.
Eventually roped the children into helping with this and dialed back on the amount of ridiculous tidying I was going to attempt.
Grateful Crap: playing horn with a really great band. (http://grandsymphonicwinds.org/)
took meds in the morning (I think)
tidied some and stopped before it got too ridiculous
talked with family
Quaker, teacher, parent,