...woe eez me, wizout ze blog...
A few months ago I did a happiness quiz that they had in the Globe and Mail to see how, uh, happy I am. Out of a possible perfect score of "five", I got a "three point seven." According to the person who put the quiz together, this was very normal, and it indicated that, emotionally anyway, I was a pretty healthy person. In fact, a score higher than, say, "four point three" (I forget how high exactly) meant you were probably clinically insane and spent your days wandering around in some sort of Candide-like delusional candy floss fog. This didn't sound like a bad thing to me, but the paper assured me this wasn't true happiness, and therefore not something I should be striving for.
Although it is unpopular, perhaps even embarrassing to admit these kinds of things publicly, I will confess to you that when I filled out that happiness questionnaire, I was mildly discomforted by the fact that I was positively answering a lot of the questions with silent reference to my blog. In fact, the only reason I probably got a "normal" score on that stupid "Happiness Quiz" was because of how much I've enjoyed cranking out these posts over this last year. In other words, my blog... makes... me... happy.
You know why I write this. September saw me plunging back into work after sixteen months at home. The shock and intensity of being back in the school and working with kids again took up all my mental energy. Teaching is weird that way. It takes over your life and it doesn't give you too many breaks, even when you are only working part time. After a couple of weeks back I realized I had no option but to abandon my blog because I had no time for it anymore. Maybe next summer, I thought. Maybe when I retire...
But, no surprise to me, this decision has left me feeling pretty miserable. I slump through my days growling a lot. Cruelly, my school has given me my very own personal, state of the art laptop to lug around with me everywhere I go. It stares at me all day, during my classes, even at home, and when I'm not thinking about Johnny Q Asshole in the back row, third from the right, I'm thinking, gee, I'd sure like to be blogging right now...
Guess I have no choice but to stay.
PS: The floors turned out swell! Now for those crown mouldings...
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Well, if nothing else, your students should give you plenty to blog about... if you get the time.
I take it you don't have a link to that quiz. Maybe it's a good thing, though... I think I'd probably score pretty low these days.
Hey - good to finally see you show up! I've been missing you, but was too caught up in my own busy life to actually pick up the phone and call.
Oh, I'm so happy you decided to stay. I've been slacking off a lot lately too, but I have no excuse.
I've been hard at blogging for 16 months. I will be taking a break b4 my hubby takes my computer and dumps it.. ha
I too have put down the blogging baton for a time and then decided to pick it back up again. I figure if you treat it like a journal then it's a great record, an apt memory of your life at a certain slice in time. And, if nothing else, it entertains a few people out there. Your blog makes you happy. Your blog makes us happy. We'll forgive you a few days of non-posting now that you're a working woman.
ok I answered your qn re present tense on H's blog so please go read it before she gets annoyed at me (rightfully so) and deletes them both
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