Back to the grin of 5am awake time. Teaching all this week so I am back to normal hours. Normal being relative to me of course. The next two days I am teaching one of my favorite classes. At least it is material I am familiar and comfortable with teaching. I will slide right back into the groove.
Yesterday was nice and relaxing. We had a marathon of some of B's favorite movies. She has been after me forever to watch the fast and furious movies. We ended up watching 4.5 of them. I can now say I don't like them with something to back that up. And when I say 'watch" I mean they were on and I worked on the puzzle 99% of the time they were going. There were a few moments here and there where I paid attention but for the most part, it was background noise. I kept getting frustrated with the lack of realism in the movies. It's one thing for a movie to be completely unreal. I can suspend my disbelief when I am watching something that is clearly not possible - like a Sci-Fi movie - but when it's supposed to be in current times, in a real place, then it gets hard to swallow. There are so many things wrong with the plot that it drove me nuts. But I watched them and she is happy. Why did I sit through four and a half of them? Because my OCD wouldn't let me just watch one. It was one of those things where once I started I knew I was going to have to watch them all wether I was interested or not. Principle of the issue.
B attempted to make chicken and dumplings for dinner last night. Let's just say there's a reason I do most of the cooking around here. Also I need a new soup pan now. She was upset that she burnt dinner but I did the right thing and ate a bowl anyway. It wasn't horrible, just burnt on the bottom. It's my job to eat whatever she makes regardless, and I did my job.
We went to bed around 11 and I slept moderately well. I woke up a few times during the night mostly from stress about waking up on time for class. It's been 3 weeks (4?) since I have had to get up at a certain time and I get paranoid about it.
Class time. Whee.
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