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I think that overall, today was a rest day.

I mean, let's start with the fact that I slept until _after noon_ jegus. That's certainly very restful? Maybe less so if you couldn't fall asleep once you put yourself into bed, and then had weird anxiety dreams about teaching.

(Not once can I remember having a terrible anxiety dream about being a *student*. I find this such a fascinating commentary on myself. That being said, I wouldn't have ever called myself anxious as a child or teenager --this is a purely adult affliction, for me.)

But I have spent a day doing very little. Lots of hanging out in the living room with Ezri and Rey, watching Animal Crossing and sharing memes. There was a s00j concert, during which I put away all my laundry and straightened up my room a bit, that part was pretty good. I dressed well and did my makeup.

I've cried a lot today. s00j played Rootless and that was the worst of it, but just over and over throughout the day, things have been bringing me to tears. Jealousy and loss and fear and grief. I'm not concerned about it (it's who I am, I cry as emotion, very frequently) but it's less fun than a lot of other ways to feel.

But I ate dinner and washed a few dishes. I stood on the porch and breathed in the rain for a moment. I've had snacks and watched something mindless and I feel like I'm doing okay.

Tomorrow work starts in earnest, and that will be interesting. We are still not teaching, still just offering enrichment and working out what distance learning will eventually mean, but there's a fair level of serious I haven't been hitting and need to (especially around catching up with grading).

Tomorrow I will read more number devil --
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Tomorrow night I will try and play Hanabi with friends.

Tomorrow something great will happen.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.

~Sor
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As a very small and weird update, it is a shock to suddenly realize that one of the reasons I keep hearing people talking and joking about cutting their bangs or hairdressery or whatnot is because most people go to the hairdresser on a regular basis.

It's not that everyone has suddenly decided this is a funny indicator of the times. It's that it actually *is* a disruption to normalcy! Can't go get your hair cut every 2-4-6-8 weeks however often normal people do that, I literally have no idea.

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In other hair news, for Formal Friday I played with my hair a bit, which is a thing I am very proud about learning to do, now that I'm thirty and _way_ past the childhood play with your hair era. I did a half-french braid across the crown of my head. It looks lovely! I still have not been brave enough to attempt an actual french braid on my hair (although I did two on Austin's while he was visiting and that looked _so_ pretty).

My hair wants washing, and I've decided that when I get around to it (which may take another two weeks --that's not weird and dirty, that's a feature of my hair that it's nice _forever_) I'm going to attempt Hermione hair and make it super super bushy. You do this by braiding it into *lots* of little braids --I usually aim for nine for dumb reasons-- while it's wet from washing, and then unbraiding a few days later. POOF goes the hair! I haven't done this since the last time I cosplayed Hermione, which was, uh...my last semester of college, so 2011. To be fair, HAIR GO POOF means that "I already have a lot of hair" becomes "HOLY SHIT I HAVE A LOT OF HAIR".

I'll post pictures, I'm sure. Probably on Twitter, that's where most of the selfies go, although I'm saving my formal friday posts for Facebook because I'm vain and they garner lots of nice comments there.

~Sor
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