There are times I open up the “new post” window in this blog and type in a few words and then . . . I’m stuck. The problem varies from time to time.
- I’m not sure that others will understand what I am trying to say.
- I’m not exactly sure what I’m trying to say!
- I can’t find a way to say that wouldn’t call others out and I’m not willing to use this blog to attack others.
- I’m still working on the same life lesson and I am a little embarrassed to have people think that I’m “stuck”.
- My thoughts are random and don’t link together for one cohesive post.
You get the idea. So I keep thinking through things, coming up with ideas for the blog and then rejecting them for one of the reasons listed above (or others!) and then three weeks have gone by with no post!
Today I’m going to bite the bullet and throw the random thoughts together the reader sort it all out!
My twenty year dream of a musical theater company that specializes in small cast musicals will come to life this Saturday with the launch event of Stage Door Productions. I’m all over the place emotionally and can’t decide if I want to throw a party or just throw up!
I’ve had some personal insights into some “rough spots” in my life. Nothing profound or life-altering but it did help with perspective and provided some focus!
I’m examining my volunteer commitments and may be altering that part of my life. All the causes I’m a part of are great – they just may not be right for me at this time.
Trying to find ways to get creative in the music classroom when it is uncomfortably cold! I have a corner room, two walls of windows and NONE of them seal well so I have a serious draft in my room and we’ve had many more sub-zero days than above zero days. The students FREEZE when they come to music and there is nothing I can do about it. (To say nothing of the fact that I’m in there for four hours and am a bit chilled myself!)
So there it is! The bizarre world of my random thoughts laid out in sound bytes! Hopefully I will get one decent thought going SOON for a more cohesive post!
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Hi. Go to the hardware store and get some clear plastic to tape over the windows. Gotta keep those scary drafts away! When my son was 5,6,7, he would hear us grown ups talk about drafts: “Shut the door, U’re letting in the drafts” To this day(he’s 44,) he remembers being scared of the horrible drafts. He didn’t know what they were, which made them even worse. It’s now a favorite family memory. His sister still teases about it. Her husband even gets in on it. In a good way, of course. [[;>}