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Bust

Well, NaNoWriMo was a bust for me.  I received an unexpected phone call with a job offer doing what I have done for free for years, tutoring. I didn't even apply for the job but volunteer hours pay off in the end.  My job title is interventionist and it is more than tutoring.  I love that I am getting paid for doing something I love, teaching kids to read.  Oh the joy of reading.  It is what leads us to want to write.

I am waiting to go to work and thought this would be a good time to write.  I am not a fan of new years resolutions but I did commit to writing more.  I started on the first day of 2016 and it is only the 8th day and I have not written everyday.  Although, everyday was not my goal but would have been ideal to say at the end of the year, "I wrote something everyday." I can't do that and the pressure is off but also, there is not the driving force to do it everyday.

My smart phone is broken and that seems to suck up a lot of my free time.  I might have to reevaluate the need of a smart phone because I think the smart phone is making our society stupid.  I seriously don't know my mother's or husbands work number.  If I needed someone today I would be at a loss.

Not having my phone this morning I was not able to talk to my mom like I do almost everyday which is sad but freed up time.  It also has given me time to read and write.  I love my phone and wouldn't know what to do without it but I kind of hope it is broken for good because I can't really afford a new iPhone and well, maybe I don't really want or need it.

This could be a theme of a book, what happens if our society woke up one day and all cellular service stopped working.  We would be forced to look at each other instead of a screen and talk to people instead of texting.

Well, my time is up.  Going to teach the little ones of our nation how to read.  Makes my heart happy.

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