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To Write or Not to Write

For those of you who think I have been writing less, you would be incorrect.
For those of you who think I have been blogging less, you would be correct.

I actually write all the time. At least weekly I have a cited paper due. However, I do not post them on this blog because I don't think you would be all that interested in classroom management or teacher ethics. While, I may find the subject interesting it certainly is not light reading.

I do find myself missing the freedom of writing what I want to write. I also miss the reflection time that blogging creates. Which makes me want to promise to blog more but I am not going to make promises I don't know how to keep.

I know that if something is important you are suppose to make the time and do it. My current problem is that I have too many things that are important and that have deadlines. Since no one is giving me a blogging deadline it gets shuffled to the back. The way back!

School is going great and after every class I count down how many classes are left, 14 if your interested, then I look at what I need to accomplish. Then I have a major panic attack. Then I eat a twinkie. Okay, I don't eat a twinkie because we don't have any twinkies but if we did I would be eating them.

To say I'm a little stressed would be an understatement. This whole school, and career, and family, and.... is  a little stress making. I wish I could say I have it all figured out and everything is smooth sailing. That would be a lie!

Life has become a series of choppy waters mixed with smooth waters. Some really great things have happened. I think my kids have sensed mom doesn't have a lot of time for stress and are all doing great in school. In fact they are excelling in pretty much all they do. I wish I could take the credit but I think it is just who they are and where they are right now.

Really, that is where I am in life right now. A whole lot of stress, with some really great moments, mixed in with a clock that is not slowing down.

Which means I miss you all, I miss blogging, and I'm not promising to blog more. Even if I really want to promise. Which I do!

Happy Sunday Everyone,

Krissi

Comments

Angie said…
I have Twinkies. ;) C'mon over.

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