Every semester it is the same thing. I start out so on top of things, convinced I will be able to keep up with it all. Then, slowly, things start to spiral out of control. It usually happens around my house. Piles start to form. Papers, mail, clothes that need to be put away, stuff. Next, grading. I start to find myself with piles of papers or emails with things to grade. Oh, and the to-do list. That starts to pile up as well. Emails get backed up. Then, curve balls get thrown at me, but I can’t adjust because of all the piles.
This semester has been a bit better. I haven’t let the grading pile up too badly yet. I’m relatively on top of class prep. But, oh there are piles. My dining room table. One of the couches. Bean’s desk. Really, any flat surface is fair game for a pile to form. And they don’t even make sense. On the dining room table right now is a Sorry game with a magazine on top of it and an envelope on top of that. There is a ball next to that pile and then another pile mostly of mail items that have been opened, but need to be dealt with in some way. Then, there is my purse that I’m not currently using because I’m using my work bag instead. There are some little toys and jewelry from my DD’s birthday party two weeks ago. On the couch next to me there is a set of “scratch off” cards and little stencils that go with it, my work bag, my DD’s princess bag that she wanted to take to school instead of her backpack today, a stuffed giraffe…
We found out last week, after a last minute trip to Stanford on Wednesday (my long day at work) that my DD needs a pacemaker. It was not totally unexpected and the news of how they could do it was better than I thought it would be (no open heart surgery, just a small incision), but it still is a bit of a disappointment. We will only be in the hospital over night (or at least that is the prediction – last time they said that we were in for four days). It will mean more doctor’s appointments post-surgery. It will mean a new thing to deal with. And it is a new thing in her heart that isn’t working.
I am very happy to have this weekend off to catch up on housekeeping and class prep. I am very happy to have a lot of weekends off this semester. I need that. For sanity. For the sake of my house and family.
So, life is moving on. I’m going to try to pick back up with the blogging. I feel the need to write. Now if I can just MAKE the time!