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@ohsnix
I feel guilty.
I'm doing everything I know of right now to help the people around me who are directly impacted from this. I'm listening to my friends. I'm posting fun facts outside my house. I'm praying a TON for safety and peace. I'm social distancing appropriately and have been. But boy do I feel guilty that I'm not personally scared. I feel guilty that I'm planting flowers and taking advantage of the time & learning new skills and catching up on work. I feel guilty for believing we're gonna make it through this. I believe human beings are incredibly resilient. I know enough history to know suffering will bring out the worst and best in us. I believe God is faithful through it all. And I know one day this will be a memory, as all difficult seasons are. But I feel guilty for my hope and optimism, for my privilege, for being "okay".
one of the best tips for Real Life that I’ve ever picked up is to always highball your estimate whenever someone asks you “when can you get this done by” by about 25% (if you can get away with it). that way, if it ends up being harder than you thought, you’ve got extra time to figure things out and if you were right about how much time it takes then you get to look like an absolute genius instead of just a simply competent person.
what you may not have realized is that I learned this crucial piece of life advice from an episode of Star Trek where Scotty is telling Geordi that whenever he told Kirk something on the Enterprise was at full capacity, it was always only ever a notch or so below full capacity so that Scotty looked like the god of all engineers when he was able to magically hack the warp drive to run a little beyond what he’d told everyone else was “full capacity” and honestly that one throwaway gag from Star Trek has changed my life.
I have absolutely used The Scotty Manoeuver in real life. 10/10, would recommend.
I did this on Friday when I was letting my deputy know I’d be out sick for the next week, and I’d have work for the kids sorted by the end of the weekend. Had it to her before 9 on Friday night, and now I look like some sort of planning magician, when all that really happened was I only needed one 2 hour nap around lunch time, instead of one mid morning and one late afternoon, like I’d anticipated.
I just watched this episode!
Little Women (2019) dir. Greta Gerwig
This scene broke me. I was with my sisters and another set of sisters in the theater and I think we all cried. This is how you know the movie was written by a woman. This is what it FEELS like to be a woman.
Same.
This perfectly summed up what I’ve been feeling.
going back to school gonna be like
Me to my husband eventually 😂😅
going back to school gonna be like
Me to my husband eventually 😂😅
https://youtu.be/f1dnocPQXDQ
Just some multiple choice cards on binder rings for my students - so I can do quick-check assessments in the middle of class!
In a short 15 weeks, Joserisms and I will be meeting our little girl!
🎀👶🏻💗
Rest peacefully, friend. You mean so much to so many of us. See you again someday. ❤
This is the best
I've begun watching Star Trek and I love it.
What will NY152 say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You’ve got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
You’ve Got Mail (1998) dir. Nora Ephron