You don’t change your horse midstream. Dueling Irish mythologies are bringing down my house thanks to my least favorite teacher.
I am not shy in my distain for distance learning. I am running in three directions, beholden to the school district’s schedule and rules, only they’re happening in my house! I mean, ok, I do bend/ignore their rules whenever I can, I won’t lie. And I take satisfaction in yelling about did you flush theContinue reading “There’s a Special Joy to Fridays Again!”
I’m not alone in feeling bleary from this Lost Year. Mostly, I feel like I’ve been abducted from my real life, by aliens, or an evil overlord, and am living out my days on a stage. It’s kind of like the movie “The Truman Show” but no one is running the show and there’s noContinue reading “2020 “Musings””