To punish myself, I am now going to actually do some of the math (work out some of the problems, proofs, and exercises without my notes), instead of just skimming over the definitions. That should get me back to pee-myself-scared of failing.

But in all honesty, other than the fact that part of my brain is trying to convince the other part of my brain something it knows isn’t true, today has been a super productive day. I had the best workout I’ve had in a long time (maybe ever), I got a lot of administrative keeping-my-life-in-order stuff done, I made a key for a homework assignment I have to grade tonight, and I did more algebra today than I’ve done in about a week.

Maybe my optimism problem is coming from the fact that I’m in such a great mood today that I’m even feeling good about something that I should be terrified of. I guess if my biggest problem is that I’m happy and confident, I should stop complaining…