Sometimes, it IS them. I'm really tired of hearing, "Do we HAVE to write this?" "Do we HAVE to play this?" "Do we HAVE to show all of our work?"

Yes, yes you do. Last time I checked elementary school was not optional. When you grow up and go to college, then you can decide to skip class or not turn in assignments. But hey, I have an idea! Let's GET you to college first and then you can do what you want with that.

Granted, it is the...

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The other day at work, I went into the lounge and someone asked me how my day was going and how my kids were doing. I said that I wasn't sure, the kids were really just "apathetic" that morning and just couldn't pull it together for whatever reason.

As soon as the word "apathetic" left my lips, I realized I was describing myself.

I was distracted, my day was not planned out well, I had 2 meetings to go to after school, I had homework to...

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In which our hero (that would be me) hits the wall and wonders why she is attempting to juggle a new job, a family, and grad school all at once. The protagonist is doing the best she can, but is not sure if that will be enough to get through the next 6+ months of writing this stupid thesis paper. Meanwhile the household is a mess, things are falling apart, and underwear supplies are running dangerously low, yet nobody seems to care. (Except me, because these underwear today? Totally falling...

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Okay. As you know, loyal readers, (OMG, who talks like that? ), I'm in the middle of getting my MA degree. I was in one class for 2 weeks and then suddenly I was moved to another cohort entirely, which threw me for a total loop since the new class seemed to be about 2 weeks ahead of my original class! Not good!

I have to do this action research project, in which I design, implement, and analyze a study that takes place in my classroom. Well, I spent my summer thinking about...

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I was going to follow Olympicnut's blog post about how his allergies are making him miserable, but I think I'm actually sick all of a sudden. Like, upper respiratory/bronchitis-y sick. Fudge.

I so don't have time for this. My son and husband are going camping today and my plan was to spend the weekend writing the first part my thesis and doing some research, but all I want to do right now is get back into bed. Not to mention that I have homework packets to correct and grades to...

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