But still very scattered and tired.
I have a deep cough but don’t know when I’ll be able to get to the doctor (I have conferences until 7:15 Monday and Wednesday and massage until 4:30 on Tuesday. To miss any conference time or work time this week messes up my “comp time” that I will need to cover district days off later in the year.
I have an art panel due Thursday, along with two art projects (including lesson plans) on Thursday.
I am still not focused on anything and my brain is not doing well.
fever (check – sort of. My body temp runs low, so 100 is a fever for me)
body aches (check)
head ache (check)
Nasal congestion (check)
cough (check)
sore throat (check)
fatigue (check)
A little nausea, no other intestinal symptoms.
The pharmacist at CVS gave me stuff with real sudafed, which seems to be helping a little.
I’m seriously considering dropping the drawing class.
I’m enjoying the challenge and I like the work that I’m doing.
But I’m overwhelmed and not doing well. I’m behind everywhere. I may drop the class now, finish well in Art for the Elementary Classroom and pick up the drawing again in January.
I need to decide quickly (this weekend).
One of my co-workers called in sick because her has it.
Many of our students have conditions that leave them immuno-compromised and I wonder if they will close our campus if we get a few cases. The official policy states that each individual bears the responsibility to stay home, but with our fragile population, it might make sense to close campus.
we got a nice view of the city and a nice view of the lake and a nice view of the mountains inland. We also enjoyed a pretty good climb getting up there.
Dinner with the kids…and we’re opting to eat at a restaurant in the morning rather than in the cafeteria.
We played a few games of pool…I’ve gotten very rusty
My co-worker and art instructor knows a woman who needs a home for a rescue dog.
His previous owner just went to prison and left a couple of dogs. One little sweetie is a chihuahua-sheltie mix who is really stressed out from being shut up in her shed.
It’s the right size, right temperment. I’m considering…and he’d be named “Zwingli”
I’ve given myself “permission to fail” one of my classes. It’s the “fun” one (it really is).
I’m overwhelmed with everything (due to things that only a few folks know or need to know) and I bit off way more than I could chew this semester.
So if I blow off homework (and I did), and still learn and enjoy the class…so?
Two point perspective…
just…I started to draw a hallway with a junction…did not turn out well.
After 3 hours I moved. I now have only one class plus a little bit to draw a detailed thumbnail and complete the “interior space” drawing.
My organization got knocked of kilter really, really fast this semester. The only thing I’m sort of caught up on is the drawing that we need to do in class (and I need to go to class early on Monday to get it done).
I have a panel due on Thursday (3 small projects on a poster board) that will be quite fun, but will take time.
On Wednesday I have my still life due and I have a lot of work to do on that.
I’m struggling in drawing class and can’t pin down why. I can draw the structure, but I don’t seem to see all of the little highlights of light and shadows and reflections that everybody else seems to see. I’m not sure if it’s because my contacts are thicker and cut down glare or if my eyes are just that bad.
One of my “facebook” friends is (are) a missionary couple who are here in the states for a little while – they are stationed in Uganda.
They have two adopted babies (one of them was adopted in Uganda) and today they are adopting two snowflake babies.
Also known as “embryo adoption” these are “leftover” embryos from another couples IVF. Rather than discard, destroy or use them for research, the biological parent have chosen to give these embryos to an infertile couple.
Today, Angie is having these two embryos implanted.
plugging along, still behind on homework.
Still liking my job (although parts of it are more challenging than others)
I skipped a couple days of blogging…so here. A post. 
I just read the letter to the church as Ephesus again.
…For he himself is our peace…
Christ is our peace, if we look anywhere else, we won’t find it.
…He came and preached peace to you who were far away and peace to those who were near….
Christ is our peace and He came to preach peace and He sends us to preach peace. Not peace with the world, but peace with the Father, because it is only through the Son that we can reach the Father.
…I became a servant of this gospel by the gift of God’s grace given me through the working of his power.
Paul was a servant of the gospel…yes, and a slave to Christ. For him, his position of servant and slave was a position of strength, not weakness.
When Paul wrote this letter, he was in prison for preaching the gospel, and he kept right on preaching. He was no wimp. He was a strong leader and he was a devoted servant.
I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength. (Phil 4:12,13)
