Punchy Protagonist

The cattle pasture was calling. The crisp, fall air was whispering to me to come outside and enjoy it.  Around me, things that needed to be done. The reminants of a long day at work of doing my best and still feeling behind. Freshly cleaned floors and bathrooms and a sore shoulder. Dishes and laundry to be both washed and put away. Lessons to create only to be unappreciated and questioned.  Wedding plans to fret over.  Outside my window, a picturesque dusk setting and my trusty steed (the Polaris Ranger). My couch all of a sudden felt uncomfortable and my soul restless. I needed therapy. I needed peace and to quiet my mind.  I needed to get the hades out of there. The cows were not up where I could see them from my deck, so I decided to go to them.  My favorite feeling of cool fall air rushed through my hair and lungs as I drove through the green pasture, gaining solice with each breath. It was a beautiful night to forget responsibilities. I might have been less...

I haven’t posted lately, and honestly I haven’t known quite what to post. Every day I wake up with a new feeling about the current situation we all seem to be in. I have trouble getting all those thoughts and feelings into something coherent that I can actually write out with any remanence of finesse. Tonight, however, I went to my classroom. I just went to get some things to bring home. It is a different situation than the last time I was in there. The last time I was there, I was frantically trying to print off AMI work and was still in the dark about whether or not my classroom would get any use before the end of the term. Tonight, my classroom was the same as ever but now the situation is completely different. When I say that my classroom was the same as ever, I mean it looks the same as the day I left it in March. Chromebooks were still out on the tables, abandoned for weeks, just like my students set them on the table to go to their next classes not 5 minutes prior. Notebooks...

Resolutions. Something that people strive for in the new year and, the majority of the time, fall short. Famously around the globe, there are millions of jokes, memes, and social media posts made about resolutions that were made and put by the wayside. As the Mad Hatter says, I have been considering things that begin with the letter M. In this case, it is "myself." In my sometimes whirlwind of a life, I usually spend the least amount of time in front of the mirror as possible. But sometimes, life hands you situations where you take an extended look at yourself. And, through that, are born blog posts. Most years, I do not bother with resolutions and, if I am honest, the list I am about to diverge probably don't fall under the typical "resolutions." 1. Stop worrying.  I know that everyone worries, and there are things in life that are worth worrying about. However, sometimes I catch myself worrying about things that should not be of any consequence. ...