NaBloPoMo


This is how little hope I have for this day: I brought a 1 pound bag of skittles as part of my lunch. FOR ME ONLY.

In completely unrelated news, THIS is a post that gets viewed every day. I had no idea that baseball attire was something that SO MANY needed guidance on. Most searches that bring people here are what TO wear to a baseball game, but I think my what NOT to wear aids in that decision. Who knew I was so informative.

(Blame May NaBloPoMo for this post).

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I find myself writing in run-on sentences.  There is no stopping point to contain my whirlwind.

I find myself thinking much like a four year old tells a story.  Breathless, excitable, “And then we did this and this and this happened and oh yah this and, and, and.”

This is not me.  The furious working, the flurry of cleaning, the not sitting down until bedtime.  I don’t know this woman.  Me?  I waste hours laying on the couch in front of the TV telling myself to do something and inevitably failing.  I put off everything until the very last minute, just because–not due to being busy.  Me, I know how to relax, stop, sit, and smell the roses.

But, someone has taken over.  I go-go-go until there is no going left.  I spend all of 10 minutes a day sitting leisurely.   I take initiative and plan things.  I am a leader, a doer, a tell-er.

I do not know this woman who has taken over.  She is everything I never thought I would be.  She is everything I never liked!  And yet…

At the end of the day I feel accomplished.  At the end of the day I am so tired I fall asleep without hours of tossing and turning.  At the end of the day I know I have done the best I could, and I am that much closer to having an empty list… like the real me.

I keep waiting for that moment, but the list keeps growing.

I can finally start to feel SOME things calming down.  I still have loads to do, but I feel like the end is in sight:

1. Thesis is due tonight!!!  Can’t wait to cross that one off my list.

2. 10 page papers are all graded.  I stayed up until midnight so I could get them accomplished.  I would be more excited, but another plagiarizer in the bunch.  He says to me, “Yah I probably should have cited more.”  OR, done your own damn work.

3. Wedding thank yous.  All that is left is to address the envelopes and buy a few more stamps.  I will be so glad not having that hanging over my head.

4. I got a new job, so no more searching!

5. Even the house, though there is still much to be unpacked, feels manageable.  I got a lot done last night, now just need to keep picking away at all the crap in the garage.

6. When I think about the grading left to do, I still get a little twitchy, but with less than two weeks left of seniors (who make up about 90% of my classes), I feel like I can make it.

There’s still a lot to do, but I’ve accomplished more than I would have ever in a million years thought possible at this time last year.  It’s a good feeling.

I was offered a new job yesterday.  AND I AM TAKING IT!  I love my current job in a lot of ways, but it’s also a very frustrating place to be for a new teacher who needs other teachers in her content area for support and yet do not have any.  It’s also implausible to stay in the current job because I literally get paid six times a year.  They’re big ol’ checks, but I’ve got bills to pay and I can’t go from July to October without getting paid.

This job is a little less money, but I will have a support system.  I’ll have training and a mentor.  It’s really a great move for me, and I loved the new school, even though I wasn’t so sure at working at a private school.  After interviewing and touring, I was in love.  And, they seemed to really like me too, which is also a plus.

So, all of the sudden I fee like I have a new life.  A wife, a homeowner, an English teacher without having to qualify exactly what I do (dual enrollment).

With this “new life” I am thinking about changing the name of the blog.  These aren’t just brushes anymore, adulthood is here rearing its simultaneously ugly and wonderful head.  But, I am terrible at titles.  The process might take a while, but the URL will stay the same.  So, keep coming back to the same Bat place, don’t be thrown if you see a new Bat title.

May 3rd-Out!

Apparently, I signed up for NaBloPoMo yesterday.  Why?

I DO NOT KNOW.

It was as if my fingers began acting of their own accord, because when it occured to be this morning that I had signed up, I thought–surely, I must be dreaming.  I do not have time for this!

Yet, here I am

The best part of today, though?  Knowing that seniors will be gone in 3 weeks (leaving me with just one class a day) and juniors will be gone in four.  The end is in sight… barely across all this grading…but it’s there waving at me.

Yes, I have lost it.

Instead of working out like I should be doing, or cleaning, or even recording grades, I have been glued to the computer trying to do things to my blog that I’ve been meaning to do since the beginning:

1) Update my blogroll with all the lovelies I now read thanks to NaBloPoMo. Check! If there’s any unfamiliar titles, you should definitely check these peoples out.

2) Put my Lulu badge on the sidebar. Not a check because I can’t figure out how to put HTML badges or anything in my darn sidebar in WordPress. Grr. So, you want to check out my self-published novels at lulu go here:

http://www.lulu.com/nicoletbeck

3) Much along the same lines, tried to put my Associated Content badge up. I love Associated Content. Any time I get a good idea for an article I can make a couple bucks, then reap in more bucks each month as people view the article. If you’re so inclined you can read my articles here:

http://www.associatedcontent.com/user/5356/nicole_beck.html

If you’re a writer at heart you should check it out and then sign up using my referral link: http://www.associatedcontent.com/join.html?refer=5356

And if I can ever figure out wordpress those will be permanent badges in my sidebar.

This is it.  I have come through 30 days of posting.  Wow.  NaBloPoMo can be called a success (please don’t ask about NaNoWriMo or finding a place to get married).

Interestingly, NaBlo wasn’t quite as hard as I thought it would be.  Don’t get me wrong–it was hard, and there are definitely some posts that make the writer in me go *barf,* but in terms of just posting–I did it without much problem.  No late night “I forgot to posts” and no last minute scrambles to the computer.  Every weekday, I posted at lunch and every weekend I posted first thing in the morning.  The system worked out nicely which is a huge shock to me because my “systems” rarely turn out as they are supposed to.

And, since it worked out so well, I am hoping to continue it–in a manner of speaking.  I know there will be one day in December where I will be out of town without internet access.  I know that the week I have to grade 90 research papers might be a little light, but the goal is to sit down and write on here every day I am able.  The results may not always be pretty–but I am of the school of writing that if you don’t write some crap–you can’t get to the good stuff.

So, prepare for my crap and my good, peoples.  I’m on a roll and I’m here to stay.

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