Who knew it could be so exhausting?

So, the whole grad school in under a year idea seemed great a few months ago... It seems, however,  to be a little painful upon execution. Sleep deprivation leads to concentration decline, which leads to lower efficiency in homework, which leads to more time required to do homework, which leads to less sleep, which leads to more pronounced sleep deprivation... and the cycle goes on.

Sometime last night (actually I guess this morning would be more technically accurate) it all seemed a bit too much. I felt a bit like throwing in the towel. Frustration, fatigue, and a nagging sense of inadequacy won out over signs of growth and learning, and I went to bed defeated. Defeated by my own inability to see beyond the two or three pages of lesson plans in front of me, and strategies that needed to fit into those lesson plans somehow. 

I awoke, two and a half hours later, less than rested, and resigned to put my head in the guillotine that is going to class with an incomplete assignment (a rather large assignment). 

After class, which included an "I am a failure. Please put me out of my misery." session, I feel a bit better. That's not to say that unit plan in question isn't a failure as a unit plan... it is. resoundingly so, but, I have come away with the realization that I can still probably redeem myself. 

Here's to the non-traditional unit!  (It has to go better than the last one).

Cheers, 

Jeremy