Day 1: The terms of our relationship

Good evening.

I have thought a lot about what exactly it is I expect from you.  It is highly unlikely that anyone reading this will give two hoots about the equitable distribution of highly qualified teachers in Michigan, Ohio, Georgia and Alabama. I doubt folks will care how the U.S. Department of Education responded under President W. Bush or how the same government agency has responded under President Obama.

Further, I have other outlets for holding myself accountable to the actual completion of tasks so why create just another venue?

Instead, I think I'm going to make this my emotional outlet.  I mean, the other grad students who are a part of my accountability group sympathize and relate to my emotional ups and downs, but we are a group to get things done, not to bitch and moan about the process.  I promise my emotions will be worth the read - and if not, I'll make up something ;-)

So, Day 1:  I am so incredibly tired.  As the dawn of a new job crept up, so did my internal alarm clock.  Folks, 3:30am.  Which may not be SO bad except I went to bed at 12:30am.  And I am so tired.  I cannot - literally cannot - read the writing on the paper.

I can tell you this - if not but for this challenge I'd either be watching a movie with Tim or I would have gone to bed an hour ago.  Instead I persisted and got about an hour's worth of work done.  It isn't the 3 I wanted or NEED but there is nothing I can do. I've lost my place in my reading too many times to count.

In the end, I am going to bed.  But I do plan on waking up bright and early for some work completion. I have only a little bit of time tomorrow too so we'll see.

Until then, peace.
“The difference between try and triumph is a little umph. ”

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