I’m so used to going straight home after work. Tonight, I ran around doing errands, searching for presents for the gift exchanges at work. Didn’t get home till after 9. After that, the entire evening was mixed up. In my head, I get home around 7; so I couldn’t get the mental clock reset no matter how hard I tried. It’s nearly midnight, but it feels more like 9:30 or 10. I’m spending the time wisely, as long as I’m wide awake. Working on an onomatopoeia lesson plan. It’s based on a lesson that I wrote for another project. It’s a very simple and basic thing, but fairly standard.