I found my mojo last week.
Of course, it happened to be in the middle of the first week back to school and new students and papers to grade and tons of copies to make.
All summer my desire to
read devour books has been gone. I read during summer break, don’t get me wrong, but I normally consume books over my two-month break. But this summer I couldn’t get into anything. I didn’t stay up all night reading or sit on the floor next to my kids and “pretend” to play with them while really focusing on my book. I didn’t spend any time sitting by the pool with my next-favorite book.
It kind of bummed me out.
I love to get wrapped up in a book. I love the consuming nature of a good book that I can’t put down. I thrive on that shit.
And then it happened, out of no where, I couldn’t stop reading.
So now I’m in the middle of busy August where there’s too much to do and not enough time and I’m staying up until 1:30 AM reading books, completely ignoring the fact that soon (5:10 AM, to be exact) my alarm will sound and I’ll have to be up teaching and inspiring the leaders of tomorrow.
And all I want to do is read.
Seriously, has no one created a job yet where I can just stay in bed all day and read? That’s dumb. Someone get on that. Now.
And now a real life moment: This is what all my pictures look like before I edit them. Mom life at it’s best. Also, can everyone just LEAVE ME ALONE FOR A MINUTE??!