It's random time again. Oh how I love me some random time, especially when I'm feeling that way....
Jump on over to
Keely's blog and link yourself up. Everybody's doing it.
I've reached a new level of insanity. I'm not sure what I was thinking when I decided quite spontaneously that it was a good idea to sign up for NaNoWriMo. I asked another writer friend of mine if he'd heard of it. The conversation went something like this:
"You heard of NaNoWriMo?"
"Oh, yeah."
"You doing it?"
"Oh, no. I don't even have time to grade papers. Don't tell me you are."
"Yeah, I thought it'd be good motivation for me to get writing again."
"You're insane."
Now the above banter may lead you to believe my friend has no confidence in my ability to write a novel in a month, but I assure you, that's not necessarily the case (I like the wishy-washyness of that sentence). He just doesn't see how I could possibly achieve such a feat between teaching, grading, working, and mothering. I can see his point and am currently questioning my own sanity.
I have to go to a conference tomorrow. I'll be gone until Friday afternoon. I have never been away from Ethan for that amount of time. I once went on an overnight canoe trip, but I was only gone a total of 30 hours then. This time, I'll be gone most of Wednesday, all of Thursday, and most of Friday. I will likely spend some time fretting about whether my husband can handle the responsibilities of taking care of our son all on his own, even though I KNOW he can). I will definitely spend most of my time missing Ethan like crazy. But maybe between all the sessions and mingling, I can get some writing done.
I sometimes hate the fact that I've let so many people know I have a blog. It hinders my ability to say certain things. That annoys me.
We're starting Digital Storytelling in my classes this week (well, the person who will be teaching in my absence is). I'm very excited and think I might just create a digital story myself about my first year of motherhood. I was a much different person before. It's almost like I don't have enough to do.
I am lacking motivation. I don't want to do anything work-related these days and I know I need to just get over it.
I am contemplating joining a committee here at the college for our accreditation self-study. My role would be to write all the sections of the self-study after each group provides me with the info. Again, I am seriously insane and why would I do this to myself? Well, because of exposure, people, and I'm nothing if not ambitious. It's a terrible burden.
Back to pretending to be a busy, little worker. Random up peeps...and in the meantime enjoy a Frog of the Cutest Proportions.