Ever since I started teaching, especially early classes, I've woken up before my alarm most days, even when I've barely slept, out of anxiety that I'll sleep through the class. But I never manage to sleep through because of my ticking internal clock.
This week, after the major schedule fall-out, coming back from our trip on Monday, and another small schedule change, my mind conveniently erased the fact that I had class at 11 today. I realized this at 10:36, after I woke up groggy and feeling like I'd hit my head sometime in the night (or perhaps, the beginning of a migraine?) Frantically, I called my student, saying I'd be late, and thankfully she was incredibly nice about it and said she'd prefer to have class tomorrow anyway, since she's very busy. I feel terrible.
Thank god for nice people.
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