Too much to do today. Lesson plans to sort, a staff meeting to get to, a Tuesday 200 to write, a Life Club to get ready for, and now the cat's walking around squealing in pain and throwing up on the carpet that I just got steamed cleaned last week.
Did you ever have one of those days when it's all just swirling around you and the duvet seems to be half-calling you and half-mocking you, knowing that there's no way you can succumb to its warm cocoon?
It's mornings like this when I forget to breathe. Forget to sit down, take things one step at a time and focus on the task at hand.
Okay then, the vet's been called and an appointment's been made.
The cat sick won't leave too horrible a stain. Nothing that the steam cleaners can't get out next time. Why'd he have to barf on my side of the bedroom? Let it go. At least it's not in plain site.
I did more prep work over the weekend than I thought, so the lesson plans (at least today's) will be fine.
We've done tonight's workshop before, so it will be like visiting an old friend.
And the plot/characters for today's story will probably come to me on the tube or during the staff meeting.
Ahhh, I'm calm and centered and, well, reasonably focussed again.
It's so easy to get caught up in everything and lose sight of what we can actually accomplish. Wouldn't it be nice if we came with the auto-focus settings that the snazzy digital cameras come with?
Auto-focus. How do we install that in ourselves?
Maybe that's what a few deep breaths and this cup of tea are for.
Bob
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