Long term blog readers may have noticed that last week, I posted fewer times than I have in years. Each day, I thought that I would be able to write a post and avoid explaining why my writing practice is suffering. You see, I desperately want to be believe that I can do everything I want to do at all times but it turns out that there are a finite number of hours in every day.
A few months ago, I volunteered to serve on the board of our elementary school’s Home School Association (HSA). This commitment was due to begin in September. I felt like I had lots of time to get myself organized and ready for a shift in my schedule and priorities. And then, you know that expression, ‘best laid plans?’ Well, enter many unanticipated changes in this year’s board and two weeks ago, I took the helm as co-president effective immediately.
I love our school. I love our principal. I love being around children and teachers and classrooms. I even love meetings but don’t tell anyone I said that. I know that eventually this is going to be hard work but fulfilling work that I enjoy. Between now and then however, I am swimming upstream as I try my best to understand my new role and keep things running smoothly.
When I looked for a picture to include with this post, the one above seemed to depict my current lack of control pretty well. I mean really, I have worked for years to train this dog and today I found her sitting at the table ready, apparently, to be served a meal. I am only surprised she wasn’t ringing a bell and calling for a waiter.
Over the past few weeks, I’ve realized how much I have missed this space. I haven’t made time to write or to read and comment at other’s blogs. I hope my ability to make time for this will get better but for now, if I am quiet, know where I am but know that I am wishing I was finding more time to be here.