This entry is a bit overdue, I realize. I had a busy week, which is a good thing, but I need to make sure I’m stopping to write. One of my New Year’s resolutions was to write each day and this blog needs periodic attention. Usually I have plenty to say about anything that happens in my daily life. I can write about writing if all else fails.
But this week I went back to teaching so I’ll have a bit more to inspire me to write and, honestly, something to deter me from doing so. I only have two classes and already I can see how easy it is to get very involved and take up days working on one lesson. I’m glad for it though. I’ve had so many times that I didn’t do well in my classes but now I’m even more determined to do my best. I think I’ve done well so far. The first day I got nervous and my voice shook (which is worse when you are visibly nervous and you are trying to hard to put on that essential cool, confident demeanor.) But the second day I was myself and got through it fine (fine as in pretty good.) I think it just takes me a little more time to get things; or at least it did in the past. Now I’m more willing to devote myself to something I know I should be doing. Right now I need to be doing this, so I will work my best at teaching reading and writing.
I’m excited however, that this term proves the finale to my time here and then I’ll be moving on. Winter is a perfect time to get prepared for a break in a 19 year old rut (that’s how long I’ve lived here – not in this apartment, but in this town.) I look around here and think about how I can leave it behind without any hesitation. Again, I know what I should be doing and where I need to go.
Until then, I have to do the same old routine of taking care of just myself, but the work helps. I’ll be taking my new classes (as a student) again next week, so that will give me plenty of things to occupy my time.