School started and life as I know it ended.
No more sleeping until 10 am. No more naps. No more planning meals when I felt like it or keeping the house relatively clean.
Now, I'm learning to navigate the ridiculous and confusing aspects of Prezi in hopes of giving a few of my lectures a little more umph. I started at 5:30, and now, at 8:22, I am finally finished with one presentation.
I seriously need a student to share the finer points of the program with me so I can figure out what the crap this program can do. I know it's awesome, but the tutorials suck and it is not a user friendly program--particularly for people who are used to navigating dummy-proof powerpoint.
By next week, I should be back in the groove, and that groove should include blogging from time to time...though I seriously doubt it will be as frequent as it has been in the past. I fear I'm running out of things to say. Or creative ways to say them. There is my real fear: my writing aspirations are slowly circling the drain and I haven't even realized it because Prezi is sucking my last brains cells out my fingers.
I'm going to try to find some way to plug the hole so I can keep something going on here.
And now? Bed.
I know it's 8:30.
Don't judge me.