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Sep. 15th, 2009 09:42 amI don't know if I have much to say today, but I feel like posting.
My tutoring is going well, but adjustments will be made this week to the schedule of it. Thus far it's been five days a week, and I can't sustain that pace reasonably any longer. Also, being me somewhat undervaluing self, I never asked for travel compensation, which is rather necessary when the travel is almost as long as the gig. I'm not sure how it's all going to turn out, but I hope for the best.
Knitting has been limping along. Buttons, a fabric marker, and a zipper have yet to be procured, perhaps I'll go to Hobby Lobby or Joanne's today. I'm definitely going to the library. A book just came in for me. I'm looking forward to a day spent in pleasurable pursuits.
Whatever else we are, we are human. Lately I've felt cut off from human contact, but I know whose fault that is, and what to do about it. Touch, speech, and interaction are vital to sanity. I've not been trying hard enough to connect to those I wish to interact with, and I'm not sure why. So much of what I do in regards to other people doesn't make sense to me, at least until after the fact. Some days, I just want to escape. Others, I want to understand. Today is the latter.
Until next time.
Greeny
My tutoring is going well, but adjustments will be made this week to the schedule of it. Thus far it's been five days a week, and I can't sustain that pace reasonably any longer. Also, being me somewhat undervaluing self, I never asked for travel compensation, which is rather necessary when the travel is almost as long as the gig. I'm not sure how it's all going to turn out, but I hope for the best.
Knitting has been limping along. Buttons, a fabric marker, and a zipper have yet to be procured, perhaps I'll go to Hobby Lobby or Joanne's today. I'm definitely going to the library. A book just came in for me. I'm looking forward to a day spent in pleasurable pursuits.
Whatever else we are, we are human. Lately I've felt cut off from human contact, but I know whose fault that is, and what to do about it. Touch, speech, and interaction are vital to sanity. I've not been trying hard enough to connect to those I wish to interact with, and I'm not sure why. So much of what I do in regards to other people doesn't make sense to me, at least until after the fact. Some days, I just want to escape. Others, I want to understand. Today is the latter.
Until next time.
Greeny
