Decisions formed by the grumpiness that is a rather bad night
1. I used to think that the ratbaggery of everyday life would solve the issues that special petals cause for those around them. I've recently re-encountered three quite special petals and all everyday life and its vicissitudes means to them is that they need rather more special treatment. My decision #1 is if they want the world to revolve around them and if they are so very fragile that they hurt when even a fair wind blows gently, I don't need to be in their vicinity. If they're lucky and get me as teacher, they'll be given the same assistance as everyone else. I won't be unkind, I just won't change others' lives to meet their particular needs unless those particular needs actually require it. If the person in question is famous, that's nice to know, but they'll still only get the same consideration I give other people.
2. I will eat more chocolate this week. I've talked about it a lot, but failed at the actual eating.
3. I will rejoice in things done. For instance, all my stray notes for my current monograph have been assigned a chapter. I can finish the thing in two months, if I continue being efficient. This is something worth celebrating.
4. I will stop punishing myself for problems. My printer is misbehaving because it doesn't like my temporary internet work-through. Sometimes I can print and sometimes I can't and I have a ton of admin to finish by tomorrow afternoon. The sheer time spent cajoling and persuading the printer into doing stuff means I'm 8,000 words behind on my fiction and I have still to print four documents (all of which are destined for the Tax Office, so they must be done). I will finish it all (including the 8000 words) by 4.45 pm tomorrow, and I'll still have lunch with my friend because I'll spend the time gently pursuing the goals rather than telling myself how annoying life is. (This is why I'm so intolerant of special petals this week: I'm trying not to turn into one.)
5. I've had a bad week, healthwise. So what? I've had them before and I'll have them again. Life is still good.
6. I will wear my funky felt slippers and my down dressing gown if things get too bad. I will tell everyone that I'm wearing them at work, in the middle of the day, and I will feel smug. I won't wear them to university or to my Wednesday class, for decorum is occasionally required in public places.
7. I will improve my students' lives by bringing extra-cool objects for exercises and activities this week, and all activities and exercises will enhance the learning goals and they will be so very focussed on the joy of handling late medieval potsherds (tomorrow's class) that they won't even notice that my walking is creaky and that my eyes are ringed. Theatre, in this case, will improve my teaching and my mood, both. Although I don't know what my Tuesday class will make of the stretchy alien that somehow crept into the teaching pack. There is a reason for it, but it'll be interesting to see how long they take to reach that reason.
8. I will leave certain things until next week, when I will have full internet access and printing again, for they're just too difficult this and they don't have firm deadlines.
9. I will eat more chocolate. I know I've already had that decision, but it's an important one and can be made twice, especially as that chocolate is still in the cupboard. I have a big box of chocolate that Amenah and Simon gave me for my birthday, and I believe that it will die a noble death. Soon.
10. When the story is done and one chapter of the monograph, I am allowed to take refuge in the seventeenth century. I am not permitted to go there until goals are reached. If I want, I may don sackcloth and ashes over this decision, but only if I'm willing to clear up the mess.
2. I will eat more chocolate this week. I've talked about it a lot, but failed at the actual eating.
3. I will rejoice in things done. For instance, all my stray notes for my current monograph have been assigned a chapter. I can finish the thing in two months, if I continue being efficient. This is something worth celebrating.
4. I will stop punishing myself for problems. My printer is misbehaving because it doesn't like my temporary internet work-through. Sometimes I can print and sometimes I can't and I have a ton of admin to finish by tomorrow afternoon. The sheer time spent cajoling and persuading the printer into doing stuff means I'm 8,000 words behind on my fiction and I have still to print four documents (all of which are destined for the Tax Office, so they must be done). I will finish it all (including the 8000 words) by 4.45 pm tomorrow, and I'll still have lunch with my friend because I'll spend the time gently pursuing the goals rather than telling myself how annoying life is. (This is why I'm so intolerant of special petals this week: I'm trying not to turn into one.)
5. I've had a bad week, healthwise. So what? I've had them before and I'll have them again. Life is still good.
6. I will wear my funky felt slippers and my down dressing gown if things get too bad. I will tell everyone that I'm wearing them at work, in the middle of the day, and I will feel smug. I won't wear them to university or to my Wednesday class, for decorum is occasionally required in public places.
7. I will improve my students' lives by bringing extra-cool objects for exercises and activities this week, and all activities and exercises will enhance the learning goals and they will be so very focussed on the joy of handling late medieval potsherds (tomorrow's class) that they won't even notice that my walking is creaky and that my eyes are ringed. Theatre, in this case, will improve my teaching and my mood, both. Although I don't know what my Tuesday class will make of the stretchy alien that somehow crept into the teaching pack. There is a reason for it, but it'll be interesting to see how long they take to reach that reason.
8. I will leave certain things until next week, when I will have full internet access and printing again, for they're just too difficult this and they don't have firm deadlines.
9. I will eat more chocolate. I know I've already had that decision, but it's an important one and can be made twice, especially as that chocolate is still in the cupboard. I have a big box of chocolate that Amenah and Simon gave me for my birthday, and I believe that it will die a noble death. Soon.
10. When the story is done and one chapter of the monograph, I am allowed to take refuge in the seventeenth century. I am not permitted to go there until goals are reached. If I want, I may don sackcloth and ashes over this decision, but only if I'm willing to clear up the mess.
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