Surly Thursday: General Overall Insomnia-Generated Surliness

It's been a while since I did a Surly Thursday posts. Sometimes I'm not that surly by the time I get home. Sometimes I'm so surly I don't have the energy to do anything but watch Brooklyn 99 and eat cookies. My friend Sasha reminded me today about Surly Thursday and what do you know, today is in the sweet spot - um. Sour spot? 

Tuesday night I went to bed at a normal-ish time and took the sleeping pill I usually take before my early day Wednesday, otherwise there's no way I can fall asleep early enough. I read for a while - okay, a little longer than I should have. Then I turned out the light and lay down and realized I did not feel anywhere near as sleepy as I should. I clearly remembered taking the sleeping pill. I started listening to the Mean Girls soundtrack (Broadway, not the movie, Renee Rapp and Auli'i Cravalho are straight fire but Angourie Rice, oh lord, wonderful actress, do NOT understand the casting choice here). Usually I hear two or three songs, then drift off, wake up just enough to hit pause and fall back asleep.

One hour and six minutes later, I heard the end of the finale and thought, well shit, I might be fucked. At 4:45 a.m., I thought yes, yes I am. 

At Wednesday morning school as I was setting up for the day, the vice principal came in and said, a touch sheepishly, "hey, so... there's a presentation in here this morning." And then asked me to deliver books to all my classes instead of having them come in. This is a GIANT pain in the ass, because how the heck to do choose a book for every kid and then sign it out to them and then deliver it while making clear which book is for which kid? Well now I kind of know how I would do it, but since I was given zero warning, most of the morning I did it stupidly and caused myself all kinds of grief. On the bright side, I didn't really have time to dwell on how tired I was. 

As usual, I had more trouble waking up the second day after no sleep. Today at Thursday school was mostly fine. One kid had found a cut-up pool noodle and was walking around with it and I asked him why and he said because he found it and I said "so it's now your emotional support half pool noodle?" and he said yes, but then his teacher took it away because she suspected he would whip people with it (fair enough teacher, rookie mistake on my part) and THEN the challenging class came in and the MOST challenging kid was suddenly walking around with this truncated pool noodle and I was like oh hell no, but it didn't end in a pool-accessory showdown, so no harm no foul. I'm annoyed at how fat I am - I know, I know, Body Positivity, or Body Neutrality, Health at Any Size. I am eating the fruits and vegetables, I am moving more, I am appreciative of the new understanding we (well, some of us) have about weight and outdated assumptions, but sometimes I miss the good old days when we could just sit around bitching about being fat. Also I keep losing games on the Jeopardy app. I think I might be equally angry about my weight and missing Final Jeopardy (I've always been spotty on South American capitals), which probably says something about how rational my thought processes are right now. Also it got cold again and my neck hurts and my cough is back. 

Eve and I were trading mostly humorous cranky anecdotes yesterday. Her art activism class was doing a field trip to the Hamilton Art Gallery and she had to fill out forms, which was funny for me because I used to get so cranky about having to fill out the same information on so many goddamned forms when the kids were in school so I was like "what, now you have to write yourself permission to go on a field trip?" and she said "well yeah, in case I die under a falling sculpture or something." Also shit is getting real for the musical and she loves the singing but has an issue with acting because it feels fake "and I KNOW it's acting it's not REAL, but it's still embarrassing". 

I guess I should make some dinner. Maybe one more game of Jeopardy first.

Stay surly, friends.