March 2018 SOLC–Day 28
A huge thank you to Two Writing Teachers for all that they do to create an amazing community of writers and a safe, welcoming space to write, learn, share and grow.
I’m turning back to a tried and true format as time for slicing/writing gets pinched by a crazy parent-teacher conference week.
Currently, I’m …
Drinking: coffee–my regular brew of about 4/5 decaf and 1/5 dark roast and my morning OJ with a dash of cranberry juice. It’s such a lovely color!
Planning: How to survive next week when the school board added an hour to each day to make up for one snow day. This moves our last day from a Monday to a Friday, but …yikes! The word “brutal” comes to mind–again and again. And again.
Thinking: The final few days of this challenge are going to be tough! Even with this familiar and supportive structure, I feel like I’m trying to squeeze water from a stone this morning.
Wondering: Can I really take on a poetry challenge next month? I’ve been posting (either in Facebook groups or on my blog) almost every day for two full months now. On one level, I love it, but on another level ….Do I really want to keep up that pace? And next month starts on Saturday! How did that happen?
Feeling: tired, done, exhausted. After last week’s report cards and 12 after school parent-teacher conferences in the past two days, I feel wrung dry and hung out on the line.
Speaking of drying…
Listening to: a new ominous squeak from the dryer as it turns and rotates. (Do I need to call someone about that?)
Wishing: I could climb into the nest of warming clothes in the dryer, burrow into it like a small animal (maybe a mouse? lol) and drift back off to sleep this morning.
Looking forward to: being done with a couple of potentially tough conferences this afternoon, and on a more positive note, to writing poetry with my students later this spring.
Loving: living in Maine. Always. I’m so thankful I live in a place that’s a little off the beaten path and rich with natural beauty. Even when snow still covers the ground in late March and icy winds torment us on recess duty, I still wouldn’t trade it. (Well, at least not long term.)