Did you read Anne of Green Gables as a child?
I did, repeatedly. Still do every time I go back to my childhood home where the complete set sits on the bookshelf. I am nostalgic for it today. Bliss is away and the house has been quieter than a quiet thing. I feel sadly lacking in kindred spirits (if you read Anne you would recognize the phrase) to air my thoughts with. Sigh…
I have a lesson plan for Wednesday mocking me for having had 2 months to plan and only looking at it now. So now I have an 8 week lecture series to prepare for and so am taking the usual road of planning it week by week and hoping for the best. It is 3.27pm, I have church to go to at 6 and I have really only been out of bed since lunchtime. I have never felt less motivated.
I can’t wait to get back to work tomorrow – how sad is that??? I used to get the Sunday blues at around 7pm when the weekend was nearly over and the thought of work was the depression stick wielded over us.
And now? Work makes the world feel set on the right axis.
Was thinking about ditching church tonight but it might just be the thing to tip me back on the right track.