Not as in consuming things like food but like a compressed version of the written word...
Women's Art Festival
was a blast. There was a lot of buzz around my beadwork, and I sold a bunch of stuff, which is a bonus. Highlights:
Other December Highlights
Found out that one of my co-teachers will not be able to teach her class this Spring due to health issues. Which means that I will not be co-teaching her class either. This was surprisingly not devastatingly stressful. But I did keep on telling people over and over and over that I was't too worried about it. Which probably means that I am worried about it.
My boss and the big boss have been talking about possible solutions for me to make up my hours. Which I think will be good.
I need to set a schedule. I need to put ToDoIst back on my phone. I need to return to keeping a calendar. I need not to have "pajama days." I need to make a commitment to do something with my children outside the house at least once a month. I need to cut myself a break. I need to push myself to do things. I need to chill. I need to write more. Or less. Or bead more. Or less. Or clean the house and clean the house and clean the house. Or not worry so much about worrying so much. And let go.
Grateful Crap: Our bird learned to say his name: Yoooooorick! And because we laugh after he says his name, now he says "Yooooorick! tsk tsk tsk."
Quaker, teacher, parent,