Today was a super full day. First, I had meetings all day, which a lot of people would think would be terrible, but I actually like meetings most of the time because I like hearing what other people think about things and talking with them. Then I worked on prepping things for a while. Then I came home briefly, ate, and took Annika to her school’s book swap. After that, we drove quickly back to Roseville High School to watch Roseville play Forest Lake. We finally got home at 9:15, when I had to put away my laundry and get ready for bed.

I have a lot of things to write about from today. We had a training/discussion about implicit bias and microaggressions, both of which brought up a lot of thoughts that I wanted to write about right away as a way to work through my thoughts. I’ve found that as I have been writing each day, It has become a way for me to work out ideas and try out new ways of thinking or considering things. It helps to organize my thoughts, which is a pretty big deal, since my brain usually has about 239 tabs open in different windows and I can’t figure out which one is playing the 80s love ballad that I haven’t heard in ages, so I can’t turn it off. Organizing my ideas helps me understand them better, and even understand when I don’t believe something I had been thinking about. I wish I had been able to write earlier.

I have a lot of thoughts about the school change and how I’m processing that. I had students on both teams tonight playing in the game. It brought up weird feelings that I’m still thinking about. I can’t really get my mind around those.

The problem is, I got home late and I want to read the news and browse social media and go to sleep. I’ve forgotten a lot of the things I was thinking about at noon, and everything is swirling in my head right now anyway because it’s the end of the day and I’m tired. I have to get up early tomorrow for Annika’s basketball game, so I should get to sleep so I’m not too crabby.

I wish there was more time. How cliché. But it’s true.