Okay, yesterday I had a sort of okay excuse not to post. Thursdays are kind of crazy busy. I drop older kids off at school and then go do yoga, then drop off youngest child so I can go teach.
Then I finish teaching, pick up youngest, pick up olders and return home. After a fifteen minute break I pack up the car and go to a professional development/continuing education meeting.
From there I race to band practice which goes from 7-9pm. When I return home I can be too tired to post, or wired enough from playing horn that I won't be able to calm down enough to go to sleep. I love playing horn. P.S. I have a concert coming up on October 27th.
October 27, 2013 - 3:00pm
Wayazata Community Church
My intention was to be all clever and back-post earlier in the day. Which would have worked if youngest had taken a nap instead of talking to her new stuffed bat. At great length.
So now here it is, 10:08 on Friday night and I have not posted for Thursday or today.
Well, these things happen. (And isn't that pumpkin face terrifying? I took that picture at the Minnesota Landscape Arboretum).
Recap of yesterday: things went fine. I started scrambling to learn more about credentials and training and something about things that I can't even talk about yet because I don't even know enough to BS reliably about them. It would just sound like word salad.
Great meeting with a colleague where I brainstormed the heck out of her teaching situation and we both learned a ton and it was AWESOME.
I also realized that so very many things are blazingly obvious that we can't possibly have room in our heads for all of that obviousness. No wonder some escapes us. And then we have ridiculous epiphanies that make other people say, "How shocking."
I don't have time to write now. Must get off computer so I can wind down and go to bed.
Things went well. I feel clear. Not that awfully foggy-head feeling I had early in the summer. I feel like I have nearly developed super-powers, but in fact they are probably just ordinary-powers. When you have been operating sub-par, normal feels amazing.
When I sit quietly now, my brain doesn't just go to sleep or zone out. I actually find myself thinking about things and daydreaming and using my imagination and brainstorming solutions to various problems. Y'know, it is not so much fun to have a brain that just flops over and plays dead when you aren't actively engaged in physical movement.
Grateful Crap: the way my almost-three-year old enunciates everything she says with such earnestness. And punctuates her sentences with extravagent gestures. "Stellaluna likes to read books. But she doesn't care for it when people are being loud
Daily Convexions x 2
took meds in the morning both days
did yoga yesterday; am feeling it today
volunteered with little kids
did a massive restructure of my kids' bedroom-- hmmm... that was probably when I could have taken a break to post.
Quaker, teacher, parent,