The kids were great today.
My lessons went fairly well.
I had a pretty wonderful weekend, playing Dungeons and Dragons with my friends and my kids. We went apple picking and I did well in my axe-throwing league yesterday.
I didn't have a great day.
I have no rational explanation for it.
I could talk about how the geometry kids asked if we could finish working on the Gold and the Tiger and then just guessed which door to open rather than figuring it out. I could talk about how I'm nervous for the Math Team competition on Wednesday because I've had no permission slips turned in yet. I could talk about how I haven't been sleeping as much as I should. I could talk about how gross and grey the weather is today. I could talk about how my runs for the last few days haven't been great and how that's frustrating. I could talk about how I need to write both of my presentations for NCTM at the end of the month.
I could talk about how it's apparently National Grouch Day and I'm just celebrating.
The reality is that sometimes people just feel bad for no real reason. Today is one of those days. Anxiety is not fun.