Yeah, it’s time to hit the walking regime again. We got up at 5A, and now it’s just about time to race around for school.
I’m not in the classroom today and tomorrow. No, I’ve a sub (thank heavens, a very experienced retired second-grade teacher who will rein my little munchkins in) and two other teachers and I are writing LA common core curriculum for the district.
Between the three of us, I think we’ve got about 75 years of experience, maybe more. (Kind of scary they let us all out at once, and just wait until we all retire. I’ve got to be at the top of the experience list district wide now. Most everyone who was higher retired last year. I might be third overall. Geez, I’m old.)
The wedding is approaching at a gallop. I’m not adding anything to my to-do list until after the wedding. There’s just too much to finish up. I have eight tubs of files and papers to sift through here still and a bunch of stuff to simply organize.
My MIL is coming. D’oh.
The downstairs bath is mostly finished and there will be pictures to prove it in a few days. Walking past it makes me happy. And that’s what remodels are all about, I think. The spouse has decided it can’t be too hard to do the kitchen next. (I, OTOH, worry about the time that it will take. Foreeeeeeeeeeever and ever.)
It’s still mostly about school, but I’ve managed to crit another 40 pages of the manuscript in my custody. I have another 210. :P And there’s critting this week for the Posse, and a Freeway Dragons meetup. So I’m happy there’s writing in my life, even if it’s not actually my writing. Maybe next week.
Bit by bit, I am taking back my life.