On the negative side, Klara picked up “where is it AT?” with an emphatic AT that drives me up a tree. I hate the AT more than double negatives.

I’m trying to reach something on the top shelf.

“Mommy, pull up a chair,” Klara says. “Otherwise the box will drop on your head.”

I didn’t teach her the word “otherwise.” I guess I use it automatically and she picked it up.

For the first time in my life, I decided not to give in to the OCD and didn’t manually count all of my syllabi. And of course, the copy center messed up and didn’t give me the number of copies that I requested. I’d much rather have none at all than to have copies for all but 5 students. So now not only do I feel sick, stuffed up, and confused, I also feel embarrassed.

And yes, I always order extras. OCD here! I ran out after distributing all the extras plus my own copy.

I know that this sounds like a very minor drama. But again, OCD. I need to have everything just so. If you’d seen the level of detail in my syllabi, you’d understand.