Someday I'll be back up for air (I originally spelled air as 'error' so that should give you some understanding of my mind's state at the mo') but until then I'm buried under piles of work. This is an extraordinarily challenging school year this year, as I'm teaching literature in addition to just writing. Granted it is only at a 6th grade level, but I would argue that makes it more difficult. I do need to muck through grammar errors and teach correct grammar and it's all VERY time consuming. I'm also teaching web design. Do I have web design experience? Oh yes, all in HTML language from like 18 years ago. Do I know anything about designing quality web pages. No, but I know people who do and thank GOD for them, as they have helped me design this course. On top of all that, I made the ultimately insane decision to take a course this autumn. What the hell was I thinking??!?!?!! I'm almost all the way through the course and averaging an A so far. However, I'm a bit of perfectionist and if I were getting anything less than an A, I'd probably lose sleep.
So that's why you haven't seen me lately. I've not even really been out socially. I can hear your shocked gasps all the way over on this side of the internet. Ask any of my London friends. They'll tell you they haven't seen me in a while- well with the exception of Halloween I suppose. Oh and here's a pic of me in my dominatrwitch costume.
Let me tell you those shoes are painful, but aren't they hot?
My mother dared to inquire about "my private life" not too long ago and I cracked up. First, because she used the term "private life" and I instantly had this vision of giving her my gynaecological exam results and second, because I haven't had the time to meet anyone new much less get together with the people I already know. It's sad. It really is.
Oh and I'm shoving my face with food as a result of my stress. Again, sad, sad, sad.
So that's me. That's where I am. And in about 3 weeks my course will end, life will settle down a bit and I'll return to my random blogging schedule. Until then...
Let me tell you those shoes are painful, but aren't they hot?
