Sweetie pie

Well, she did show up, and we talked, and I was able to help her a bit. It's too late, of course, but she may do better when she retakes the course. If nothing else, she may have gotten over the hurdle of asking for help.

The rest of the time at my desk I just listened to NPR and played solitaire. Friday is a good day for radio, with Science Friday followed by Fresh Air. Still, I went home early feeling crappy. Decided to go back for a 6pm yoga class on campus, gentle & restorative yoga. I left with all the crap washed out of my head, feeling myself again.

Really, the yoga is essential for survival. If only I could just do it every day instead of the self-sabotage routine.