It’s not been my best day. I overslept horribly, due to alarm error. I’m 44. How is it that I still screw up sleeping? But screw it up I did, and I do.

The doctor’s appointment was a joke. I could have better spent in a hundred other ways. Doctor’s advice was things like:

• Take off your rings so that your fingers don’t swell.
• Lose weight.
• Don’t move your hands in ways that hurt.

What miracle observations! First thing I did was come home and lose 100 pounds. What a difference! Oh, and I left out the part where she said, “Take ibuprofen or Aleve.” I tell her that I can’t because I have acid reflux. Oh, she replies, then you can’t do that. But she didn’t suggest anything that I could do. Why did I even bother? A monkey with brain damage could have figured all that out.

I haven’t finished the Inbox for tomorrow because of some problems putting the files where they belong on the server. When it goes up, it will focus on Martin Luther King Day activities.

I didn’t really accomplish anything else. We reviewed some lesson plans as a team, and that was about it. I should just take the month as sick leave. I’m a waste. A waste with screwed-up hands.