December 9, 2005 by

More snow, though there’s really only a few inches on the ground. It’s just persistent. I spent most of the day working on the writing metaphor lesson plan and most of this evening working on holiday stuff (checking on presents, working on recipes, etc.). My travel plans are so screwed up. I was thinking that I would go to Virginia on the 17th or 18th, but now my family is planning a caravan to Pennsylvania on the 17th to see my great uncle. Everything is all mixed up now, and I don’t know what I’m doing. It’s all a dream vision anyway. I have a lot of work to get done before I can leave here. The biggest millstone? My book has come back up in conversations at work. They want me to get a draft turned in. I still haven’t done anything with the draft since about August. Well, that’s not true. I found the draft and drove it back and forth to Virginia at Thanksgiving. It’s so hard to chop out the time to work on the draft when I’m also supposed to be meeting so many other goals at work. I feel so mixed up and uncoordinated right now. I’m not even sure that I really have a plan for the trip home. Just the idea of a plan.


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