I made it through the day (Tuesday) on insufficient sleep, riding extra distance to get to my evening rehearsal. I got out at 9:30. It rained lightly on the way home. Upon arriving home, I hosed down the bike and oiled the chain. As with all rehearsal evenings, I got to bed late.

This morning, I woke up 66 minutes after my alarm. I am not skipping my shower two days in a row so I skimped on food preparation and grabbed whatever I could find to bring. I deliberately didn't pack coffee because I don't want to do that every day. I texted my co-teacher warning I might be late. She said "me too." We both made it on time. I'm halfway through the day, and my intestines are not happy but I'll make it through the day.

Lots of kids are sleeping in class. This is very not OK and also very common. Two of me confessed they were up playing games. I told them I have addictions, too. I asked them how they are going to solve their problems, leaving it open ended for them to solve. Life is hard, and we have to do hard things anyway.