Stupid, I know.
Reality, it is.
I did the door first and then my glasses. Both were coming apart and was a matter of time before I lost the knob, a screw, or a stem. As I spent my 30 seconds on each, I was like, "Now there is a productive minute. Go, Crandall, Go! You achieved something on your mind for days and days and days now."
That, is the life of teaching. The fact that a minute to accomplish your own goals is a tremendous success. And I also ate a salad by six. The day before I never go around to eating until 10 p.m.
It's a pace that needs to slow down. I'm working on it.
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