In my previous job, I was solely an English teacher. I used to teach 7th graders how to write essays. How to connect thoughts in paragraphs and paragraphs to each other so that thoughts flowed and created a somewhat coherent piece of writing. At times, this was torture. Mind numbing, head banging, I will do anything to avoid this torture. Really, if someone needs to invent a new way to inflict punishment on criminals, just have them read some of these "essays".
That being said, what I love about blogging is that it is (to me) not as "horrible" as essay writing. In fact, it is kind of fun. I get to write about big, long events such as this past weekend BUT I get to chop it up in bite sized pieces without worrying about how to make the whole thing "flow" as one long essay.
I kind of feel like I am cheating - but in a not guilty way - you know, zero calories.
This past Easter, we headed to PA to visit family and see our newest niece. I have a lot to write about. I want to tell you how I packed - which will be going under "organizing our paralyzed life". What I felt (Nothing more than feelings) and what we did (haven't got a label for that yet).
That is the plan anyway. But we all know how the best laid plans go . . .
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