It was pointed out to me by a neighbor teacher that there are precisely 28 days left of this school year. While I am looking forward to sleeping in past 4 a.m., the idea of my Baby Girl going off to middle school sort of makes me want to hyperventilate. This summer is offering tons of freedom for me because of the simple fact that budget cuts for the district has rendered the possibility of conferences this summer somewhat impossible. I'm SUPER bummed about not attending the amazing ISTE this year! (International Society for Technology in Education) but maybe next year. Meanwhile, I will be poolside with my offspring.
It FINALLY seemed like California spring today. It was 94* and sunny as all get-out. We've had so much rain that it has been disorienting. It would be sunny one day -- almost warm and then BAM it would be pouring rain the next day. I kept wondering if I had moved to Alabama or something. When I went to the gym at 4 this morning I wasn't the least bit cold which meant the day promised glorious heat.
I was working on my research paper for Grad school, which requires some participation from my students. They had to fill out a survey for me, and take a math quiz. They are ADORABLY helpful. They are taking their part VERY seriously. "Do I have to get these all right?" They asked me. "Will you get a bad grade if it is wrong?" I reassured them that my grade is entirely dependent on me, not them. I think they really enjoy thinking of their teacher working away on her homework.
On a side note, our cats are both acting more funky than usual. One has some sort of eye problem that requires the Husband to hold the cat still, and squirt medicine in its eyeball. It is fairly entertaining. The other cat got into an all-out brawl with our neighborhood cat bully. It was pretty intense, and now she's got a small wound on her leg. The result of all this is that the Offspring feel the need to check on the cats at the most inconvenient times -- bed time, leaving time, and whenever it is time for chore completion. "I'm just checking on Cutie, Mom! Don't you even care?" Right, kid.
You can tell today was pretty much a Monday -- filled with the shock of the return to the work week, busyness and weather that screams "Get poolside!". This week has PILES of important STUFF. I'm teaching a class Thursday night, plus GRAD SCHOOL, and on Friday we have an important visit from the folks of the education department of the 49ers Museum. I'm excited that they are coming to our little school but figuring out the schedule is a little complex, and organization isn't my STRONG suit.
Still, everyone in my house is healthy and relatively happy (minus the cats) and I have a great job, and some great side jobs, too. Life is pretty good.
Keep moving forward,