I'm at work, and it's my planning time (I should be grading and recording papers) and I'm here. This morning, the little things that annoy me are more pronounced. Those students that are in the mood to be flippant are not who I want to be around. I'm having to "steel myself" in order to tolerate them.
This is the kind of times when that little voice barks more sharply. Teeth bared so I can feel the pointy edges as they egg me on.
I had some nicorette earlier, and it helped me during the early morning, preparing for classes phase. But if things continue to be edgy ... I worry that, this afternoon, as soon as I start up my car and head for my neighborhood convenience store for a pack of Marlboro Lights in a box.
I know I can do it ... and that it's worth it ... but dealing with the little voice of cravings is worse than dealing with sarcastic and whiny teenagers. And they're pretty bad.
Hoping this afternoon is calmer.
Jean