Day Six, Seven, Eight & Nine: Who’s counting anyway

Correct, success is about showing up; therefore, today I accept that blogging daily will not happen for me. However, when I do show up, more than two or three times a week, I will be pleased. I will accept those days as successful blogging days. And I will aim for the same satisfaction in each part of my life: spiritual, physical, emotional, and social.

Day Five: Writer’s Relief

I think I skipped Wednesday, but I'll focus on the positive;I'm writing on Thursday. Actually, I'm taking the easy way out because I have 30 essays to grade and I've just returned from open house at the high school, so this visual explains how I feel about my attempt to write daily.
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Day Four: oops, I skipped a day

And life moves on. Who knew I’d be grading 25-50 papers a night, falling alseep and waking up to more grading when I accepted the assignment as TFT instructor. I’m not complaining, it’s a learning curve like all new things in life. And this curve– from adjunct to full time– has its pressures.

Five classes, 125 students, five varied lessons is not the tough part (for me); it’s building resumes and professional development performance. I’m sure this part will pass, as long a I stick to a schedule and not skip a day (like my blogging).

Tonight, only 25 quizzes graded (with more to go) but I’m done. A good five hours is on my agenda for tonight’s rest. Plus, I’m nodding off while typing this entry.

Day Three: Here I go again

Wow, today marks the third day in a row that I blog. Of course yesterday was Sunday, and even God rested on Sunday. On my drive to work this morning, I thought about what to write on angchronicles. And an encounter with God came to mind.

I don’t know about you, but tithing is extremely important to me. I’ve spent years battling how to balance paying tithes and catching up on bills. I try to follow the Old Testament rule of 10 percent of my first fruits and the modern rule:  increase to 12 percent. Then one day in my reading, and I don’t know which scripture or sermon, I realized my tithing technique  was comparable to the laws of the Pharisees. My giving based on  the law, not  from the heart.I’d find myself on a tighter budget than expected, (You know, those unexpected expenditures.) and cut my tithe in half. Or begrudge my offering.

One Sunday, the offering plate passed me for the second time, and my girlfriend reached in her purse and put in all her change.

“It’s all I have today,” she said.

Hmm, I thought. I had about $30 in my wallet, which had to last for two weeks. How could I possibly, reach into my purse a second time. But I did.

The week that followed included, unexpected discounts and free items causing me not to dip into my wallet. In addition, an unexpected writing assignment.

My encounter with God showed me he knows the matters of the heart. Now, I don’t hesitate to empty my  wallet or give a $20 instead of a dollar bill, when the offering plate passes my by–for a second time.

Day Two: Making a Entry

Saturday, September 19, 2009 marks the second consecutive day making an entry. As I tell my students, if you write everyday, in class on the spot writing will get easier.

So, I return with news from a high school friend that I connected with through FACEBOOK. My12-year-old insisted I get FACEBOOK.  When we logged onto to create an account, my daughter noticed I’d already created one. Hence, I needed to use this social connection. And who would have imagined that my high school friend remembered me without seeing a photo. My alum has moved back to her hometown in Trinidad. I’ve never visited Trinidad. You guessed right, if the FACEBOOK connection works out, I know where I will vacation next year.

Day One:Too Busy

Life is busy. Work overflows into writing. Writing takes a back burner to family. Family starts to separate, and the separation shows signs of teens growing independent, as their mother reinvents herself.

Today I have decided that even if I write a few lines a day; I will journal. I will come to the page and chronicle ang’s stories, after all that was my original purpose for angchronicles, a journal keeper’s journey.

Until tomorrow.