It's getting harder and harder these days. Too much to do, too little time. At 56, and with all the things I want to do, know how to do, should do, can do, I just can't get it all done anymore. My brain just races through all of the to-do lists and and don't seem to accomplish anything. It doesn't help that I haven't had two days off at home to do what I need to do for myself - and I am beginning to wonder if I ever will again.
What I want to be doing right now is decorating my house for Christmas. I took some time on Saturday night to bring down the window candles - got them in the windows. Even found the tree skirt and brought the tree down from the attic to the second floor. But that's where it is. Had to stop and go to NN to attend a Christmas concert with Dad and Judy and visit with Mom.
But I'm grading essays right now. It's taken me the better part of the day to grade 60 Night essays - they really aren't all that bad, but I need to comment on them - that's the time-consuming part. Then I have to enter grades and get ready for the week of editing January newspaper first drafts and getting 56 pages of yearbook shipped before Dec. 14.
December just isn't as much fun as it used to be.
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