I got home from work today at 3:45. By 7:30, I'd supervised homework and clarinet practice; cooked, served, and cleaned up dinner; gotten clothes and swimming gear ready for tomorrow; ordered children into the shower and ordered them back out; and various and sundry other very useful and productive things. I'm just sitting on the couch now, finished for the day at the delightfully early hour of 8 PM. That's all over soon, though. One week from today, I'm back on the proverbial chain gang.
I write about school all the time, but only in the immediate concrete sense, not in the abstract. I don't think much about why I feel compelled to continue with this, so I don't write about my motivations, only about the process. That alone has sustained my spotty blogging career for three years. I'll miss the leisurely pace of life that I plan to enjoy to the fullest for the rest of this week, but at least I'll have something new to write about. Aren't you lucky?