I have done nothing but write papers and ignore my children for the last week and a half. The hubby is at sea and parenting solo is not easy. I forgot how difficult it was. My husband used to go away from time to time but for the last several years it was never for more than a week at a time, and now he is gone until the second week of December and I have papers, quizes, tests and exams and two young children who want every single ounce of my time and energy and then some.
Being busy means getting things done and never getting things done well. I feel bad that I haven't been able to give my children more lately but I am feeling pretty thin lately (unfortunately not in the weight department). Also, it is disheartening to do well all term only to know I am probably bringing my mark down by a letter grade because I don't have the time to do better. I have been staying up until midnight and in some cases one or two in the morning and my kids are sandwiching me in bed at night and causing me to wake up feeling like I just entered a retirement community.
As much as I would love to keep writing, I have to do some school work which unfortunately outranks my need to blog.