I had a personal epiphany this week. I'm desperately afraid of having nothing to do. This is why I keep myself ridiculously busy and why I procrastinate. Yep, in the back of my mind, knowing that there's a sink full of dishes to do just in case I can't get in to see a movie is a bit comforting. So I always like to have a sink full of dirty dishes waiting for me. The only reason I'm mentioning this is because I think it's affected my creativity. I was talking with a friend of mine earlier this week about the three historical people we would go back in time to meet. (In case you're wondering, my response was Mozart (to party with him), Jesus, and Thomas Jefferson...in no particular order.) His response (including Adam so he could find out what it was like to be created instead of born) blew me away. I felt completely inadequate. Party with Mozart?!? What was I thinking? There are so many deep, philosophical ideas to explore...and I chose PARTY WITH MOZART? As I th...

My to-do list lately has looked a little something like this: Write 25 more articles for the real estate agent living in fantasy-land. Clean off desk in classroom. Wash enough underwear so you don't have to wear the 2-year old and 3 sizes-too-small stuff at the bottom of the drawer. Catch up on detention list. Call people for addresses for sister-in-law's baby shower. Crochet two rows on cousin's baby's blanket. Order take-out for dinner. Update resume and call principals at local schools. Buy gifts for cousins' children. Write 25 more articles for real estate agent who thinks she has brilliant ideas. Design sister-in-law's baby shower invitations. Make it to GRE test on time and score at least 1000. Count the change sitting in the computer fund can. Write analysis paper for grad school application. Make quilt for new neice. Somewhere in here I am supposed to clean my house, which for the record, now has a 1/2 inch layer of dirt across the entire floor, this we...