05/21/2026
I’d like a do-over. Let’s see what I could have done differently yesterday to NOT start my day by spilling boiling water on my bare inner thighs at the crack of dawn.
Step 1: I might have gotten dressed before plopping down at my computer to get a few things done before truly beginning a busy day of coaching.
Step 2: I might have chosen to either work on tracking students results OR finishing up a lesson plan for the biz academy, and not attempt both at once, which might have allowed me to focus and not lose track of time.
Step 3: I might have then casually stuck to my habit of meandering downstairs to brew my tea (it’s a bit if a process, a hippie combo of herbs to soothe my fried nervous system as of late).
Instead I yelled down to have Matt put the kettle on for me so I could, you know, get a few more things done rather than ‘waste’ those TWO minutes watching it boil :)
Step 4: I might have then remembered that I take the kettle off just BEFORE it truly boils, rather than running down to turn the burner off after hearing the deafening whistle really find its groove.
Step 5: I might have even then clocked that the water would be hotter than normal, and maybe that meant I should grab an actual mug or better yet, rinse out my massive travel mug rather than grabbing a huge mason jar and pouring in the scaling water in it at full speed (not even a swirl to prime the jar, Lennie? Come on).
Because, duh, I was in a rush. My computer waits for no one.
You know the rest. Exploding jar, hot water geyser, bare thighs and feet, a middle aged lady (me) screaming in her underwear in her kitchen at 6am.
So many lessons - or really just one.
Slow the f down, Larkin.
