So much anger--at students late for and/or unprepared for their meetings, at colleagues' choices, at this stupid reading assignment that I didn't choose, at my kid bumping his head. This is how I always react to stress. Francisco says I need to find time to do something fun. Not sure that I can think of anything fun, nor that I have time to do it.
I anticipate this being the hardest week work-wise, but I guess there's plenty of time for extra work to arise in the future...
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