I have good news and bad news. The good news is that I picked up two more classes to teach for the fall; the bad news is that now I won't have the time to finish my manuscript before Christmas, as I had hoped. It is just so *very* frustrating!
I know... everyone says "If it's important enough, you'll make time for it." Well, that's true, but at what cost? I have learned the hard way that I can't write and be an effective wife, mom and teacher. Teaching is a 60-hour a week job for 20-hour a week pay. It would be different if I could use the same notes, but darn it if every semester I don't get different courses. So I have to make up new notes, handouts and tests all the time, which is incredibly time-consuming.
(This semester, I do have a few sections of a course I've already taught, but they changed the book on me! As Charlie Brown would say "Arrrrgggghhhhh!!!!")
But, I'm grateful for the income and the scheduling flexibility. I'll just keep taking it one day at a time.
I just hope Zeke gets used to being in his crate. That dratted beagle just pees all over himself whenever we leave him. Today I was gone for TWO MINUTES before my husband got home. We drove past each other on the street. Don't you know that dog made a mess? God bless his little furry peabrained self, but I hope he "gets it" soon!
P.S. I just have to add that I realized after this post that I hadn't cleaned the cage yet, so I went downstairs. That wasn't pee in the cage... it was drool!!! Too, too funny.