Today I am truly on the edge of insanity!

I have a 1500 word essay due by noon Wednesday and a total block about what to write, how to write it and so on.  I ask you – how can I get excited or even motivated to write about ‘how age shapes expectations about how someone should behave when bereaved’???  I find myself continually asking why I bothered to take this module in my degree program.  It’s a question I can’t answer.  There have been more people drop out of this module than any other i have done with Open University and I am sure that although the content has something to do with that, the general lack-lustre support from tutors is also a factor found high up on the list.

‘Death and Dying’ might put a lot of people off for starters (Module Code – K260), but I thought it might be interesting to find out, and learn about the process of dying from social and health-care perspectives.  It has to be said though that much of the materials are so dry they would turn to dust and blow away if left out in the air for more than a modicum of time.  I know that academic writing can be dry, but this is beyond the pale.

So, today, in blogging I am also procrastinating… again… about this darned essay.  I’ve got pages and pages of notes, long lists of references to include, AND NOT A CLUE WHERE TO START!  Perhaps another cup of tea is in order?  I think it might be.  I’ll go and stock up on tea and give myself a little more sympathy, then I might hit a packet of biscuits too.  After that I might get the hoover out and salve my conscience by doing housework for a while till my muscles hurt.  Then I shall check in on my emails – there might be some that need to be answered and after all – its rather rude to keep folk waiting any longer than necessary.  Later I have to go to the post office and send off a book for a ReaditSwapit.com swap and post a couple of letters.  The kids will be home by three and I will need to cook them some tea – poor starving little mites that they are.  That brings us through to early evening – have to get my daily dose of ‘Neighbours’ and maybe follow that with some ‘Home and Away’ – love my Aussie soaps.  By nine o’clock, all should be quiet on the western front, kids will be in bed, hubby is safely at an Am-Dram read-through for a new play, and I shall have peace and solitude to be able to write this essay.

Now I wonder if I can just get my head down and do it now – while they are all at school/work?… I’ll let you know later