So it's been nearly 7 years since I started blogging.
This is my 1550th blog post on unwellness.
And sometimes I worry a little that it's winding down, that my twice a week blogging will never compare to my daily blogging, that the bits of brilliance that once peppered my prose have been lost to Working Motherdom.
And yes, I occasionally consider ending it and removing this worry, putting it out of its misery, letting myself off the hook.
No need to worry, though. I won't. I won't end it because I am SO VERY BAD at ever letting myself off any potential hook.
Something I could add to my full plate? Heap it on!
Something additional I could obsess and worry over late into the night? BRING IT!
Something to feel guilty about not doing? Or not doing well? YAY!
A hook somewhere out there? On which to hang myself? Why, here is the back of my shirt. Hang. Me. Up.
I took a novel approach to a meeting this week. It was a big meeting for my Peer Review and I was GNASHING my teeth over it all day long. OH! The GNASHING! Ask my poor, long-suffering assistant (yes, that poor assistant of mine with her successful art career and published novel at the age of 25...ask her.... sheesh). Anyway, she put up with me to the extent that I felt the need to reward her with muffins today. Albeit healthy ones I actually baked for Beck.
But the meeting was fine because of my unprecedented approach of SAYING WHAT I ACTUALLY FELT.
It pulled the focus out of the things I was worried about (nitpicky details that make me defensive because it's a new unit) and into the stuff I actually can't solve by myself - the overall structure and schedule of my program. It feels revolutionary. Might I actually wind up one of those dewey-eyed converts like my colleagues, convinced of the incredible power of peer-centric professional development? Crazier things have happened! Though the day dew enters these eyes... blech. Nonetheless, there were muffins for the whole committee today. Apple bran. But still.
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I read The Hunger Games Friday night and Saturday morning and then I spent six hours at the bookstore reading the sequel (avoiding buying something I seriously did not need to own but seriously could not resist reading RIGHT THEN). God bless Wes for his indulgences of me. I saw the kid for a total of 30 minutes that day, I think.
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Newbery club is nearing the vote for finalists. I will certainly post them here next week!
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The refi takes a long time and involves a lot of paperwork. And each time they ask for more paper I worry again about it not working and having to re-enter the world of Sunday Open Houses. Yes, the house was delightfully clean all the time. But I am loving having my Sundays back to spend with my kiddo.
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Time has a big article on overparenting that I think a lot of people should read. If you have to ask... it may be you. Heh.
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I am closing in on 10,000 comments. OK, yeah, I am hundreds away from it. But closing in.
10,000th Commenter gets bran muffins.
