Yesterday stretched out before me with possibilities. I had plans. Things that I could get done in the hours I had at home. The hours were set aside for me to work and grade papers.
A phone call changed that quickly. I was soon up and out the door. No problem. It was still early. I would be able to get things accomplished still. And then I had a text message. My two oldest children had an away game, and they needed food. I wouldn’t be going to the game, so I needed to get the food before they left on the bus.
I went home after my errand, did a bit of work, and then it was time for me to leave if I wanted to get the food in time. I delivered the food, and it was now 3 p.m. and time for our Battle of the Books meeting.
And suddenly, on a day that I planned to work and accomplish from home, it was 5 p.m., and I was driving home wondering what we would have for dinner.
And more importantly, I was wondering where my empty day with all of the unclaimed time had disappeared to, and when would I have time to finish my grading?
