My confession: I was not a virtuous writer this weekend. Bryon and I had date day Saturday. And yesterday, the errands had stacked up. So I didn’t do it.
I’m guessing that it’s because the brain needed a little time to process some ideas. Like how to hide some information from all of you that you don’t need to know up front, and how to create better misunderstandings.
Tonight we go home and we begin the great draft struggle again.
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I’m trying to pull my thoughts together on the health care bill that passed yesterday. I’m progressive, and I believe it’s a move in the right direction. The most interesting conversation I’ve had today is with my tai chi instructor, who is a Green, who feels betrayed by the whole bill. He is especially aggravated by Kucinich casting a yes vote.
Whereas, philosophically, I’m more at the foot in door stage. There’s a lot left to be done, but yes, the foot is in the door. I think the most interesting implication is this: if you wanted to leave your work to create, theoretically you could.
Given that in 10 years, I’ll be eligible for a chunk of retirement change I don’t want to lose, I’ll probably not leave my work. If this had been 10 years ago, it might have changed the direction of my life.
It’s good to FINALLY give people options.
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There is the other reason I didn’t write this weekend–conference prep. I am now ready to do my academic thing at the Midwest Institute for Intercultural and International Education in Springfield, Il this weekend. Which might be why I’m quiet on those days. My partner in crime and I drive down Thursday and drive back Saturday. It’s my last year on the board. Next year, I intend to begin attending TESOL instead. Go figure. That’s my job.
Class planning time? I say yes!
Catherine
