The Matron fell down a bit of a rabbit hole marked by her own doing. Erring on the side of rigor, her classes are heavy on the work-end for students. Because she is teaching MORE than full time this semester, taking on an extra class, and teaches writing intensive courses, yours truly finds herself with over ONE THOUSAND pieces of student work to evaluate this semester; she is currently in a cycle of about 300 of those.
Normally, this bleary task -- combined with the mind-numbing driving schedule the current play, head shots, auditions, Driver's Ed classes, debate, running club and tennis demand -- would not deter the intrepid Matron. She blogs through blizzards and lice. Papers, be damned!
But life's frenzy is coinciding with the Matronly existential crisis. She cannot decide what to do with her hair in the morning (and mascara? way too complex a decision) let alone a blog. So she took a little breather, more or less realizing one day at a time that she didn't find the time or topic to blog.
Still... . she can't quite give it up! So tonight is the toe dip back in the pond. Instead of dreaming up the perfect pithy post with a snappy closing and clear narrative? Well, she just said what's on her mind.
More of that tomorrow. But something. This blog, she is a-changin'