I just missed an important deadline for registering for a class. Which is maybe okay since I have been an Early Childhood Education parent for about 10 years and maybe it is time for someone else to have my spot. I really want it for my kid, since it gives her a chance to socialize and play with other young ones.
Trying not to beat myself up about this. It is not the end of the world. I am just disappointed in myself. Didn't want to do the online sign-up and put off registering in person until I was sure of my work schedule. Which was pretty much simultaneous with the closing of priority registration.
Like I said, it is not a disaster. The class isn't so much the issue. My lack of attention to time is. Now that I am re-entering School World I have to readjust my focus (or lack thereof) on the calendar. I will find good things to do with my kid even if I am not in a class. I will make sure that she plays with other children. I have already thought of three or four different ways that I can address this issue.
But I keep coming back to the fact that I MISSED A DEADLINE.
Let it go.
Oh, and I forgot to take my meds this morning. I got caught up in a walk around the block with a toddler wearing nothing but a diaper.
"Do you think maybe you should put some clothes on?"
"No, I do not."
Then spent some time with a friend. Which was nice.
And yet all I can think about is this stupid missed deadline.
Not trying to think about it is causing my head to hurt. It's the pink elephant problem. Or when I lie in bed trying to get to sleep and thinking: now, don't focus on anything stressful. Instant call for all stressors to dance through my head for hours.
I think the fact that I used to work at the site where I missed the deadline makes me feel professionally negligent and personally foolish. However, I could not reasonably have known which classes I could sign up for until late yesterday when I lined up most of my childcare for the job.
Grateful Crap: the ten years I spent as an ECFE parent, the fact that SPPS offers ECFE classes that make me want to continue attending them (and I must confess that educators are notoriously very harsh critics. We can be hypercritical of the teaching methods and demeanor of the staff), the excitement of the upcoming school year... I love my job.
took meds (okay I am about to take them as soon as I get off the computer) - (150mg sertraline, 300mg bupropion)
went for small walk
caught grasshoppers with a select group of children
talked with a friend
I plan to do some stretching today.
Quaker, teacher, parent,