Mornings

I'm a living version of the stereotype of the absent minded professor. Only I'm not a professor. But my mind is absent. Instead of focusing on the moment, my mind is off thinking about school and lessons and rehashing yesterday. For example - this morning I trekked down to the basement to take a shower. Of course prior to this I feed our cat and let our dog out of her kennel and feed her too. (instead of focusing on this, I'm thinking of a confrontation I had with a student) So I head down to the shower having fed our cat. I let our dog out and realize I forgot to grab her food, which is under our kitchen sink. (I was thinking about theme #2 for my advanced comp class) Back up stairs to get it and go down stairs. Only I realize I've forgotten a spoon. (I was thinking about what to write on my blog - ironic) Finally, I get the cat and dog fed. Then I shower. Fortunately, I'm lucky this time and remembered to grab a towel. However, I forgot to bring my clothes down to iron. (I was thinking about all the crap going on for homecoming) So back upstairs. Grab my shirt and slacks and head down to iron them. Back upstairs to get ready. Then I realize I've forgotten my belt downstairs where I got undressed last night. (I was thinking about our game last night and the big varsity game tonight). So it's back upstairs. Finally, I say my goodbyes and head out the door. Only to realize I've forgotten my keys (I was thinking again about what I'm going to do with my advanced comp class). So it's back in the house to get the keys. Finally, the absent minded teacher is off.