I took the weekend off from checking work emails and the sky fell. I have a great deal to repair come morning it seems. One should not take a 48+ hour reprieve come finals season. Especially not in the time of Covid. So, I know now that no matter how things were before this, I shall be remembered as that teacher who went completely dark. That student memory is a funny thing.
I’m drinking an Old Fashioned (wanted one for the last 3 days) and typing with my off finger because the injury I mentioned the other day is still problematic. I cannot say if it is old age or a legit injury. Let’s just say I am not one of those action movie folks who gets winged and then keeps going like it doesn’t matter. It matters. It also hurts.
No, I am not a whiny baby either. Quit asking.
Instead you ought to ask me about what makes me happy these days. Well it is a very short list led by cuddles. Past that it is playing games with the family, sticking my toes in the water, and Minecraft. At least it WAS Minecraft until the world I’ve completely thrown my back into was corrupted. I overreacted and deleted all prior worlds and now I am in a hard reboot phase. I’m looking for a good seed with at least a town I can work with to build my paradise.
Note: I did not mention writing. I am struggling again. I recently read a Stephen King story about that very struggle. It disturbed me. It also reminded me that the only way to love writing is to be writing, so I feel that I need to be doing more of that in the coming weeks.
In the coming weeks I need to be doing more of getting my head right and remembering my priorities, because that has certainly been a bit of a slog. I get the work done, but it is a boom or bust work mentality. Thankfully I have enough talent that the boom really works. However, I feel that talent draining out of me from the endless cycle that seems to permeate every aspect of my professional life.
Long story made short: I gotta get into a groove.