So, why does it always happen that I am the most busy when I just want to crawl in a hole and sleep for a thousand years? The time change has kicked me in the butt - I don't know why it always affects me so strongly. It doesn't matter if we are springing forward or falling back - it just throws me off.
My plate is overflowing - more like a clogged toilet, really. I know that sounds gross, but that's what it feels like, just running water with no place to go. I feel like all I am doing right now is working...because, basically, that's all I'm doing. I have my work. And my work (interpreting) and my work (teaching) and my work (evaluating) and then there's the grading and the prepping and the checking of the 20 different email accounts. Then there is the class I'm taking for MYSELF.
Honestly, it is all my own fault - I'm trying to maintain the ties I have built over time, but it is getting harder. Or I'm just getting older.
Mostly, I just want to have time off that doesn't involve feeling guilty that I'm not doing some kind of work to catch up. Next term, I will have it. It is close. I can feel it. I'm just tired and whiny NOW.
Anyway, I'm behind on "The Joy Diet" and "The Artist's Way" and I miss popping into the blogs of the other folks. I have a workshop this weekend that I'm excited about and workshops on Monday and Tuesday for work. Looks like, for now, I will continue to be a bit behind. I'm catching up on the work (teaching), so that's good. Just missing my freedom a little. And excited to do some art as my reward for surviving. That's a great reward to look forward to...
I was driving behind a car this morning that had a great bumper sticker - I want one: ART SAVES LIVES. Ain't that the truth?