When Tuesday is a Monday

 Yesterday I woke up with a headache, which is no way to live.

If you noticed the format was wonky on my blog, it's because my computer went a little haywire.  I was typing and the cursor started moving on its own and deleting things.  I did all the things, turned it off and on, turned wi-fi off and on.  It was crazy.

Adam, on his way to high stakes meetings, offered sympathy but was too busy to help.

It finally stopped being so wacky, but when I tried to fix the weird spaces, it freaked out again.

So far so good today.  Hopefully it will last.

At school, my computer (different computer) wouldn't connect to airplay so I couldn't cast my screen on the board.  It seems like that wouldn't be as vital as it is, but some of our curriculum is only in slides that I show on my computer. 

I was thwarted.

My students were all shouting Harry Potter spells at the screen to try to make it work.  (8 year olds shouting Harry Potter spells isn't as great for headaches as you might think.)

During my prep, I found the innovative learning coach who truly is one of the most helpful people I know.  She said the same thing happened to a second grade teacher and what finally fixed it was climbing up on a chair and unplugging the AppleTV and then plugging back in.

So then it worked.

The day improved, but my headache did not.  (Can someone show me how to unplug and plug back in?)

Monday night we had fruit and cheese and crackers for dinner, which is truly one of my favorite meals, but I decided to go to the store and get actual groceries after school yesterday.

I did my shopping, but was stymied at the checkout.  I've had the same PIN for my debit card for a few years and I entered it wrong and then I couldn't remember the right way (still with the headache).  I was at Winco and they only take debit cards, so I didn't know what to do about my recalcitrant brain.

I finally entered the four numbers in the right sequence.

Also at Winco, I ran into a Bonneville family.  One of the girls, a sixth grader who wasn't in my class, said, "Hi Mrs. Davis!"

It made me feel better.

The takeaway is to say hello.  It just might be the lifeline a person is looking for to lift them out of a Tuesday that is feeling a lot like a Monday.