I’ve been thinking about what to write about since last Wednesday. Although I wasn’t dreading coming up with a writing idea, I was avoiding. I didn’t want to narrow exactly what I wanted to write about. How is it that I could find the time and motivation to write daily for a month, and during the school year mind you, but struggle so much to write weekly in the summer? Pretty pathetic. And here comes the list of excuses:
ü I’ve been teaching summer school.
ü I’ve been sitting on my front porch and reading. Right now I’m reading The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.
ü I’ve been going to bible study with my mom and sisters.
ü I’ve been taking trips to my brother’s lake house. He just got a pontoon boat that I need to spend time reading on.
ü I’ve been going to Wednesday study group with the teachers at my school (we’re reading Café and The Daily 5).
ü I’ve been staying up late and waiting for a text from my 19-year-old assuring me she made it to play practice in a nearby city.
ü I’ve been forcing my 14-year-old to take the responsibility to ask his friend, who lives a stone’s throw away, if he can snag a ride home after football practice.
Arguing with teenagers Fostering independence in kids takes a lot of energy.
ü I’ve been cleaning my neglected house.
ü I’ve been watching back-to-back episodes of Lie to Me with my son while eating an embarrassing amount of junk food.
I’m sure there is other stuff that I am forgetting. All in all, I’ve been pretty busy avoiding writing.