Despite my many attempts at normalcy, my spouse continues to ask me daily for various and disparate reasons: "What's wrong with you?"
I think I got it: What's wrong with me?
Well, this, for instance: during class today, I decided I'd had too much coffee and that I should have some water instead. The solution: get some water. Unfortunately, I still had half a cup of coffee. So I had to drink that first in order to fill the cup with water. And now I'm not thirsty, so what was I talking about? Oh, yeah. What's wrong with me? This: I feel like maybe I shouldn't be blogging while I'm supposed to be teaching. That's probably part of it anyway.
I think I got it: What's wrong with me?
Well, this, for instance: during class today, I decided I'd had too much coffee and that I should have some water instead. The solution: get some water. Unfortunately, I still had half a cup of coffee. So I had to drink that first in order to fill the cup with water. And now I'm not thirsty, so what was I talking about? Oh, yeah. What's wrong with me? This: I feel like maybe I shouldn't be blogging while I'm supposed to be teaching. That's probably part of it anyway.
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