My poor students
Mornings and I don't get along. Even when I've had my coffee, 9 am is a bad time for everyone involved. But, not my choice, so there you have it.
Yesterday was supposed to be fantastically (yet reasonably!) productive. And it started off well. But then I ran into my supervisor, and there was at least an hour and a half of chatting, and by the time I got home, well, I had no motivation left.
Not good.
Today will involve teaching and theatre, though I'm not sure how much of the latter, possibly too much. If not, perhaps additional productivity in the aim of making up for yesterday will happen.
My brain is so not awake. And 7 am is just a gross hour. Gross gross gross.
Yesterday was supposed to be fantastically (yet reasonably!) productive. And it started off well. But then I ran into my supervisor, and there was at least an hour and a half of chatting, and by the time I got home, well, I had no motivation left.
Not good.
Today will involve teaching and theatre, though I'm not sure how much of the latter, possibly too much. If not, perhaps additional productivity in the aim of making up for yesterday will happen.
My brain is so not awake. And 7 am is just a gross hour. Gross gross gross.