As I get in my car this morning at 9:10 am to officially leave school for the summer, "School's Out for Summer" by Alice Cooper in playing on the radio. Ironic, right?
While many think that teachers do nothing in the summer, I drove home to take my daughter to work, to go to the gym, and then to sit down at my computer and continue to prepare for my two-week fellowship trip to Phoenix.
I continue to feel anxiety--both good and bad.
Bad anxiety--reading over posts from people who I have not met, and I think "crap, I sound stupid compared to these people." Of course, that is my insecurities talking, not reality.
Good anxiety--still trying to come up with story ideas. The last one I sent Steve seems like it might be a winner. But I won't reveal it here just yet because I don't want anyone else to steal my thunder.
Bad anxiety--I get the information from Steve about the opening reception, time, place, etc. He even includes a Google map. Yikes! I'm someone who has to do a dry-run with my husband in the car when I drive somewhere new. Steve uses terms like go north one block. NORTH? How am I going to know it is north when I won't have any idea where I'm at in relation to...anything?!
Good anxiety--I got my FREE BOOKS! I have been looking through a few things in the AP Style Manual, and yes, we have been making some errors in our paper. Double crap.
Well, at least I'm ending this post on a
While many think that teachers do nothing in the summer, I drove home to take my daughter to work, to go to the gym, and then to sit down at my computer and continue to prepare for my two-week fellowship trip to Phoenix.
I continue to feel anxiety--both good and bad.
Bad anxiety--reading over posts from people who I have not met, and I think "crap, I sound stupid compared to these people." Of course, that is my insecurities talking, not reality.
Good anxiety--still trying to come up with story ideas. The last one I sent Steve seems like it might be a winner. But I won't reveal it here just yet because I don't want anyone else to steal my thunder.
Bad anxiety--I get the information from Steve about the opening reception, time, place, etc. He even includes a Google map. Yikes! I'm someone who has to do a dry-run with my husband in the car when I drive somewhere new. Steve uses terms like go north one block. NORTH? How am I going to know it is north when I won't have any idea where I'm at in relation to...anything?!
Good anxiety--I got my FREE BOOKS! I have been looking through a few things in the AP Style Manual, and yes, we have been making some errors in our paper. Double crap.
Well, at least I'm ending this post on a
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