Getting in gear

I need to get in gear.  I am out of excuses.  Classes start Monday.  I am pretty much ready.  There are way too many students, but we'll deal.  I can't wait for accreditation to come down on our retention statistics.  Let someone else answer for why we have so many students.  Dumping ground.  Plain and simple.  And on top of that, when somebody wants everybody to like them and is afraid to fail anyone, we end up with a boat load of students who do not need to be there.  Working on a plan here....
And I still don't facebook.  I have met others recently who feel the same way that I do.  Not enough time to do what I need to do and want to do, so why do I need another time waster.  If I could just use it to reconnect, that's one thing, but I know my personality and I would be constantly checking it and not getting done what I need to get done.  So, I resist.
I have a plan for this afternoon.  I need to recut some quilt batting and revise a chapter.  I need to get over the "drag ass." 
So, if you are looking for me today, hopefully, I'll be busy!!

Facing your fears

I have gotten out of the travel mode.  I really don't like to ride in a car for long distances.  Not sure why, just don't like the way some crazy people drive.  I am thinking I have deep seated fears from being in a wreck many, many years ago.  Whatever.  I just got back from North Carolina.  We drove up on Wednesday and back today.  It was about a six hour ride.  I made it!  It wasn't so bad.  I barely had to grab the "oh shit" handle.  This was my last site visit for a while, since I never got to the training update.  I guess that's okay.  It is something I really like to do, but I don't really like to travel alone.
I still have some things that I need to do this weekend.  I am taking Monday off to try to do some of those things.  Revise a chapter, write a chapter.  It's due the first of the week.   A little break from school will be nice. 
It will be nice to sleep in my bed again tonight.  I don't think anybody ever sleeps well when you are in a different place. 
Later.

The truth be known

It is no secret that I suffer from Adult ADD.  At any given moment while working, I have a minimum of 5 windows open on my computer, several projects going on my desk and the inability to finish any of them.  I have been told NOT to multitask, just finish one project and move on.  So here at home, things are no different.  I have two quilts that need to be quilted (I'm waiting for cooler weather), I have one quilt top cut and because of my lack of ability to concentrate, I am having to re-piece the rows as I am sewing them together.  AND I have some new fabric that I just think is really pretty and I want to start working on it.  I have decided on a nine patch for that fabric.  I tried to make myself finish one quarter of the "you bug me" quilt, but I got so frustrated when the seams didn't match up.  I did make myself finish one row and decided that when I have time, I will do one row at a time to lessen the stress!  We'll see. Currently I have a needlepoint project about half done, two quilts to quilt, two quilt tops to sew, a BOOK to write, a book I am reading, a site survey next week, finals to be given on Monday and Tuesday, grades to post on Tuesday, student learning outcomes to correlate, and partridge in a pear tree.  Maybe six hours in the car on Wednesday and again on Friday will give me some time to work on the book and the needlepoint - at least I can't get up and get distracted.   Oh, I ordered a new book from Amazon.  It will just have to get in line.
Speaking of reading, I have officially decided that I cannot read Wicked.  I want to but I just can't seem to get into it.  A clue is that my bookmark is from a trip to the "Top of the Rock" in NYC from Deceember 2005.  I was excited to find the audiobook at the library, but could not even get into listening to it.  I need to return the overdue audiobook today.  Maybe one day, but maybe not.
And then there's my book.  That is what I need to do today.  I will go and get my materials and then come back upstairs to start putting together a chapter of information that I know so well but have trouble starting that first paragraph. 
I read some suggestions for sewing straight last night.  I think I'll use the tape on the sewing machine since I could not figure out how to use a bamboo skewer to sew straight or what a stiletto is - other than shoes I will never wear.  Of course, did I start sewing without taping my machine?  Such a simple method, but since I didn't see the painter's tape on my way upstairs, I just figured I could wing it.  And I wonder why my seams aren't straight and my blocks aren't lining up.  Why is it that we don't follow through on the things we know to be true and helpful?  What is it in our brains that disconnects somewhere between knowing and doing. I;'m not content unless I am doing something, even if it is nothing.  I can't even wait for an internet page to load without flipping to something else, usually something irritating like spider solitaire.  It's why I should be able to sit down and write a book.  I know the material and all I have to do is type type type.  But even then I find myself clicking off onto web pages, playing games, and just staring at my work.  I may try the writemonkey again so all I have is a blank screen.  It may be too much trouble to ESC every time I want to procrastinate.
So, off I go to attempt to contain myself and write some words about our body's vital signs...