Where's the Duct Tape? Or, how we're hanging in there.

More than just minor adjustments going on in this corner, friends.  My entire expectation for daily life has had to take a turn on its head, and we're just beginning to settle into a new normal.  The new normal involves a truckload of reading the same page over 3 times because I keep getting interrupted.  Hour upon hour of it. (The textbook below has 2,758 pages of deep and thoughtful theory talk)

It involves Mr Renn picking up lots of loose ends for me, and other loose ends just being allowed to pile up on the floor.  Bummer, I guess.  But not unexpected.  You can't keep cramming your life full of good stuff without giving up other good stuff.  So my house will not be as clean as I'd like.  I will not be making things that I can buy instead, and I will be saying no to a lot of things that are just more than I can fit in my life right now.  I'm not failing at being reasonably nice to myself about all of it.  I am only a human being, and I am trying really hard.  It is enough right now.

I actually really love my classes.  Meaning, I love attending class.  It feels as much like going back home again as I hoped it would. I was so homesick for so long.  I get emotional if I think about that for too long.  The crazy piles of reading I love a little bit less.  The content is fine and fascinating, but the pace is brutal.

Most days I have to be pretty disciplined to plow through my allotted load.  The alignment of naps and school sometimes gives me 2 hours of uninterrupted  productive time (if I can manage to use it well), but a lot of this effort looks like me stealing minutes and hours wherever I can find them, and staying up too late too often.

My weekly papers for each of my classes are being posted on a new site: Mom's Media Manual.  I don't know how long it will take for the content there to amass to something representative of my whole course of study, but for those wondering what in the world I am doing, it's a glimpse.

Now, back to work!