inspiration.

i've been seriously lacking.
my world is packed, crammed tight like these jeans today (i need to work out).
i have about 600 pages to read before next tuesday (understatement).
papers to write.
students with whom i need to meaningfully convey the textual importance of the illiad.
to give second-graders the gifts of quality time and compassion and instill the values of good manners and kindness.

that's my to do list.
this is my blog.

so i've got this hour. to do whatever the heck i want. an hour i didn't plan on. but it snuck right in and here it is and now i've got it. my hours of freedom are so rare, it's hard to even think about what i would do with an entire hour all to myself. in my beautiful idealistic version of life... i think i would love an hour every day just for me. i realize it sounds selfish... but a girl can dream.
if i had an hour every day i would:
1. paint my nails.
2. read a high quality mag.
3. read anything other than a text book.
4. vacuum.
5. go for a walk.
6. write out a list of long-term goals.
7. watch the news.
8. draw.
9. memorize a poem.
10. practice cartwheels.
11. have a long phone conversation with my grandma.
12. take a nap.
13. organize my sock/underwear/bra/tanktop/swimsuit drawer.
14. write a letter.

i think i could fairly easily daydream away the rest of this hour... but it's half over and now i've got to consider what to do with a half hour...