Finally there's some sun today, only for the morning then more rain. This is such a depressing Spring Break, I have to be back at work on Monday morning and I just don't think I can make it. I have not had the motivation to do anything that I planned on doing. My closet is still a mess and I haven't planned any school work. I'm annoyed, so annoyed with myself! There is nothing or no one to blame for my laziness except for myself. Well today I am going to the school to do some work in my classroom; we'll see how that works. I put in a picture of my full classroom, uhhhh seeing this makes me seriously dread going in today.....but it will be peaceful. Then I have to go do a bit of shopping. Wow, Busy day.

I would give anything to have that inner motivation that makes you do things and be responsible. Sorta like Martha Stewart, she seems to have it. I do love to be busy but I'm having trouble getting myself started lately. I feel old on days like this.

Guess I'll get started

An online Journal? Not sure

I'm so not sure what to think of this. I never considered starting a blog until just last night while I was sitting at a local "get crafty" group. Even going to that craft session was so out of my element; I love doing some crafts, I mean I hate needle point and crochet but I love buttons, string and old things. So Anna seemed excited about doing something new and I was all in, I couldn't wait! It takes place at a clothing boutique in a trendy part of town. Very interesting people, none that I would have been around in real life, but I found their conversation refreshing. A few of the girls (all girls there) mentioned something about her blog, so I asked about blogging and the way the group described it, it seemed like something I might like. I have been a journaler since I was probably 8 years old, I love to write, I love words I love the release I feel when I write and when I type. So here I am, putting my "journal" online.
I know I will still keep my handwritten PRIVATE journal, for things that are all mine. I think I need to still have things that are mine.
Did I mention that I made a really cute bangle in the art group? Anna and I plan to go back every Tuesday. I love feeling different than I do in real life. The art group is almost an escape from my reality. Simple, but it does the job. As I sat there twisting yarn around a plastic bangle my mind wandered while I listened to conversations that are so beyond what I normally here.
Wow, this feels nice