Currently I have about (roughly estimating) 500 assignments to grade.

I also have bills to pay.

I have laundry to put in the dryer.

I have lessons to create.

Plans to set.

And forms to return.

Yet here I am.

I’m…back.

So, hugs all around. High fives here and there. Tips of the hat to one another.

Let’s just dust off our hands on our pant legs and get right back down to business.

The purpose of me doing this whole thing was to write a book. This past summer (let’s refer to this dark period as the “transitional period”) I made a decision. I’m going to try my hand at NaNoWriMo this November.

This means a lot of things. It means I’m going to have make the habit of typing out thoughts again. It means I’m going to have to be creative outside of work again. It means I’m going to have to plan out a story that will last the required 50,000 words. It means I’m going to have to write a book.

Oh, and there are still marbles to be sent. Lamps to be made. Pictures to take. Opinions to share. Quips to … quip.

Now…let’s just see if I can actually pick this up tomorrow and not create another dead end in terms of my online presence.

And yes, yes… I missed you too.

D.A.