It's been far too long since I have blogged; the funny thing is that I seem to have very little time to write, I think mostly because when I have free time (say at 5am when the two toddlers are asleep or at 10 pm after I have finished checking in on my online graduate students) I'd rather be sleeping... or maybe reading or eating chocolate or drinking wine .I've tried to drink and write but it usually sounds better during the moment and the final artifact is generally worthy of the delete button.
Since I last blogged, I was able to find some time to do some academic writing, and I submitted a journal article because the saying "publish or perish" still holds true in the academic world. The article I submitted I lost multiple times. First we were in a "total loss" car accident with my prius on the 101 South and the computer simply disappeared in the wreckage. Bye-bye article I had been working on for 4 months. I hadn't backed it up that entire time because my cable to my hard drive is broken.
Then when I bought a new computer from Mac, it turned out to be a "dud"... within one month the hard drive died and even though I had so smartly purchased an online back-up service, the last week of my work had not been saved due to what the company stated was most likely "hard drive issues". Really... you back up your files in case your hard drive crashes, but the back up system won't work if your hard drive is about to crash. Sigh, so now I have the online service and a thumb drive, but I haven't written much since July and my brain is getting filled with cobwebs from reading too many student papers, Dr. Seuss, animal themed picture books, and counting books. I am also reading some books on self-healing because my neck and back are pretty well tweaked from the car accident and nobody seems to hold much hope for them getting better.
So my goal is to maybe write here or elsehwere 1-2 times/ week, just to keep the synapses firing and I intend to remain undergrouns as secret agent woman, the stealth writer, so I can disclose all kinds of personal information, like how having two toddlers is much harder work then getting my PhD, how I just quit a job I have had for 7 years that provides full benefits for my family because I hate driving to it, how I am going to get my 19 month old toddler to sleep in her own bed, the joys of watching a 3.5 year old play soccer, and the healing process of my accident induced injuries.
That's me... so stealth and so undercover, you'd never guess should you see me threatening my toddlers with child-eating woodpeckers and no ice cream if they don't walk faster on the trail because mama is hunnnggrryy.