I know I’m not alone but I’m struggling to make all of this disruption to our lives feel normal. I’m keeping in touch with my students and their families, got half of Component 3 for National Board submitted to my reader, and I’m keeping up with my slices. But that’s about it.
I’m usually an avid reader. I have 3-4 books going at any given time in hard copy, on my iPad, or on Audible. The list of books I want to read is endless. I always joke around that I wish I could be a professional reader-but not like an editor or anything because that’s work! Just someone who could just read for a living and maybe write reviews. Yeah, I’d love that.
But I’m having a hard time focusing on reading right now. Which is odd, because usually reading is a great escape. But every day I have woken up since the middle of last week, I feel like everything I learned the day before with all of this pandemic stuff was maybe a dream. And I really do get to go back to school, and see my students and my friends and colleagues. But it’s not a dream. It’s this weird reality.
I made myself a reading goal for this year to read 100 books. 32 down, 4 currently in progress. Not that any of what’s going on right now will feel normal, but maybe this weekend I can settle back into some reading. After all, I need to do something to kill some time.