Saturday, June 5, 2010

Almost there...

I didn't really make the decision to write every day for a month.  My 'accidental mentor' had done it and I thought it was great that she was so dedicated and able to find something to talk about every day, but I didn't think at any point, "Hey, I should do that." I just started doing it.  It's been almost a month since I started trying to write something every day and I've got to say, it's helping my creative process.  Several times during each day, I find myself thinking about what to write or how to phrase something just right.  It doesn't seem so daunting to sit down in front of the blank page and fill it.  I don't know that anyone is even reading this.  All I do know is that the creative juices are flowing again... and I'm ready to make a change. 

Starting today, I am going to set the goal to write each day for 30 minutes at least.  It doesn't matter what it is, I'm just going to write for 30 minutes.  It usually only takes me a few minutes to type out a blog and I think setting a time would force me to think even more creatively.  My book idea is starting to take shape and I think that pushing myself to work longer, rather than just "writing a blog" every day, will push that process along a little faster.  I honestly don't know if I'll actually go from "nothing to novel" before January, but it feels like I could at least be on the right path.  Wish me luck, if anyone's actually reading!

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Motivation factor...

Why am I so motivated at school, usually in the middle of a class, to change the world?  But the minute I have free time, I am motivated to check my facebook and email?  I rarely use my prep time to prep anything- it almost feels like an inconvenience (I have to spell check that world every time I write it) to have to use my prep time for actual school work.  But boy howdy, do I have some great ideas for things I want to do while I'm teaching!  Today, for example, in the middle of my first class, all I wanted to do was sit down and plan my entire curriculum for next year!  I wished for nothing more than to run back to my office, grab out my drama books and get to work.

Alas, I have been back in my office for the past 50 minutes and haven't done anything remotely close to work.  What is wrong with me? 

I spend all day thinking "when I get home..." and filling in the blanks with all sorts of things.  When I get home, I usually watch TV.  Television is the devil.  I am sure of it.  Last night, Dave was gone to golf until almost 7pm and I'm not sure that we spoke more than a few words before going to bed.  That made me sad. 

There are a lot of things going through my mind lately... one in particular that I can't seem to let go of.  I don't feel like sharing yet, but I will.

I've got to make a chore-chart now.  Seriously.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

What to do...?

I'm a little bored this afternoon.  We only had school until 1pm today so a friend and I went to lunch.  After that I came home and cleaned up- there's still ash all over our back patio.  I'm not sure if it's coming from the bags that we've filled and can't move or somewhere else... but the dogs are bringing it into the house everytime they go in and out.  But now the house is clean and it's only 5:30 and I'm bored. 

I'm knitting a head band- something warm for girls with long hair.  It's cute and simple, but not very exciting to knit.  Dave has said he'll bring dinner home so there's nothing to cook.  I would go lay in the hammock and read but there's dog poo everywhere and I think that Dave should have some sort of job today.  Sigh.

Only one more week of school.  The kids are coming back tomorrow which means we have two full days with each class.  We're just going to play drama games... or maybe watch a movie.  That would be easy enough.  They worked hard this year. 

Must find some way to amuse myself.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Curiouser and curiouser...

I started this yesterday but failed to finish.  This has been such a wacky weekend in Guatemala- the craziness just seems to keep going.  First, the volcano erupted, then the tropical storm/cyclone/whatever the news is calling it.  THEN a gigantic sink hole opens up in Zone 2!!  It's so big it looks fake!  But it's real.  It's a couple of blocks from the grandmother of one of our teachers.  Apparently a three-story building fell in.  They were talking about it this morning on the news and the newscaster said "what concerns me is that there are no barriers around it," and almost simultaneously, Dave and I said, "OIG (only in Guatemala)." 

(I will pause here to say I have so many ideas for blogs to write, but I feel like I should really focus on the disasters happening to this country today.  I promise you will be entertained soon, however.)

So this has me thinking- did Guate piss of God or Mother Nature?  Or both?  Or neither.  This is a bizarre triple-whammy!  I mean, the volcano was kind of cool for us in the city and even low in mortality rates.  Trust me, I know that the families who lost people in the eruption aren't thinking that it's a great thing, but you can say that many people weren't hurt, which is good.  The tropical storm, on the other hand, has claimed over 120 lives.  Compared to the earthquake in Haiti, that's really nothing.  But it's still a lot of people.  And the sink hole- well, there are rumors floating around that a security guard fell in with the building and even that a pair of brothers were walking down the street and the one in front turned around to find the other brother gone and a huge sink hole behind him.  I'm skeptical of that one because how would something that big happen without you hearing it. 

Still, these are three large disasters that all happened within a few days of each other.  Who's trying to tell Guate something?  Or is it just a terrible coincidence?

Pray for the victims- many people are without food, water and shelter.  It makes me feel selfish for being happy that I haven't had school since Thursday.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

It's all about perspective...

Last night, I was lying in bed thinking.  My stomach hurt and I had gone to bed a bit early.  Dave was downstairs playing something or watching something or, most likely, playing AND watching something.  Because of the storms, it was very cold in my room so I went down and grabbed a dog to come cuddle with me.  When I was snuggled back in, spooning with Pip (which was much better than the alternative of having her breathe right in my face and having her paw in my ear), I started thinking about everything that would be different if I wasn't married.  I mean, my whole life would be different.  If we hadn't met, who knows where I'd be now.  I don't think I'd have two dogs, I probably wouldn't be in Guatemala, I definitely never would've gone to China.  I certainly wouldn't be trying to ignore the golf on my television... because it wouldn't be there.  I wouldn't understand how to play rugby.  And I wouldn't have been snuggling with a cute black puppy.

Hmm, but what about the turn of the coin?  If Dave wasn't in my life, my house would be cleaner.  My food bills would be lower.  I could probably buy more shoes.  That's really about it.  

Even with the golf in my life now, I definitely wouldn't trade it for anything. 

This has been a wacky weekend in Guate.  After the volcano eruption, we got caught in a tropical storm yesterday.  It rained all day and we lost power for a while.  But the worst seems to have passed.  We got some painting done and now I'm going to spend some time doing some house projects.  Because golf is on.  And I'm bored.