Let me start with the kids --
Brittney - basketball, school, work, homework
Alexis -- band, homework, working oujt, dog
Mercedes - homework, homework, homework
Mason -potty training
Micah - being 18 mths old
Not all of the grades have been satisfactory, so the older girls all have work to do. Yes, we are pushing them to do better, though Alexis is resisting. No one ever told me that 14 year olds were so painful.
Derek is doing fine at work. He enjoys the paycheck anyways. The corp. he works for is going to be laying people off, but he was told it won't affect him. I am praying....
I have been running around like a madwoman at work. We have had construction going on and I am responsibler for finding desks for over 30 people. I thought we had until after XMAS but the contractor is so far ahead that they wanted us to move THIS WEEK. I found everyone spots, but they are not all happy with me. Sigh! Leadership is not my forte.
On the good side I am teaching again, though it is almost more st4ress. However, I will be caught up shortly. Not that I am really behind. it is really a deadline I set for myself. This week has just caused me to be significantly burnt out.
And we have had more technical issues which are really causing headaches, so I have had that to deal with though and it has caused me significant angst.
And next week I am going XMAS shopping. I have to decide whether to buy the little ones new clothes which they don't NEED, but would be nice to have, or buy toys which they want.
I am looking forward to this week off. I have things I want to accomplish, like finishing my XMAS cards. I am about halfway done. Yea! And gertting the XMAS tree up, and fixing turkey, etc. The turkey's name is Cletus, BTW.
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Awwww...clothes for Christmas? Did I ever tell you about how I was scarred for life when I was 9 and that's all I got? (Only half joking here...my sisters got cool stuff and I got clothes...I've never forgotten that...it must have stuck with me because the rule I started with the Boy was that he'd only get clothes he asked for on birthdays and Christmas.)
And I coulda told you about 14 year olds! I swear, I can still hear the sound of eyeballs rolling and those deep "you just don't GET me" sighs... What's funny is when they hit 22-23 and look back and wonder why you let them live.
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