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Tomorrow the Illinois Reading Council Conference begins. Every year when it comes time to submit a proposal to present, I think it is a good idea. Every year when it comes time to present, I panic and wonder what I was thinking. I have been scrambling to take care of all that needs doing before my husband and I get on the road to head to Springfield: pack, put the finishing touches on our presentation, write guest teacher plans, clean off my desk at school, dump out the rest of the egg salad before it turns on us, get the plans for my team’s makeshift advisory set for next week…the list goes on.
In fact, I was so busy I still haven’t read or commented on yesterday’s slices, nor did I write my own slice—I convinced my hubby to do a “guest slice”!!
Then, wouldn’t you know it? He writes exactly what I need to hear. I have been looking with longing at our backyard while the weather teases us with hints of a season change. I have been trying hard to be forgiving when my dogs are obnoxious because I know they aren’t getting enough attention from me. I have been making plans for what I will do when I have more time.
But I haven’t had more time. I haven’t stopped. I haven’t breathed. I haven’t sat down in the backyard and listened to the grass grow. Because I haven’t taken the time to do any of these things.
So, here I am. Stopping. Breathing. Slicing.