Okay, so I know it seems I have fallen off the planet. But really I am still here. Somehow I always think life will slow down and I will be able to take a breath. But for the past year or so it has been extra crazy. Here is what I have been doing in the past week or so:
- Wrote a research report - this took 24 hours to write. Yikes.
- Started teaching summer school.
- Running the kids here and there. (Now that they are out of school I am a taxi driver.)
- Finished my Shutterfly 2010 family photo book.
- Prepping for a vacation.
To be honest I am really in need of that vacation. I am worn out from working too much and don't feel like spending time on the things I want to do as a result. For example, I only have one chapter left of my manuscript, but I am having a hard time feeling like writing it. So close, and yet so far away?