My reflections of life fresh from the clothesline.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Is it Thursday yet?
'Scuse me while I just empty my head here today before it explodes LOL
So here it is 9:04pm and I am finally sitting down after a long productive day. Shopping is nearly done. Grocery shopping is done. 28 preschooler made noodle frames have been sprayed painted and are drying on my front porch LOL, all of my party supplies have been purchased and I'm exhausted.
This week will be yet another busy one but "the end is near in sight". Tomorrow is day 1 of 2 for preschool class parties, it is also the day where I have to pick over a $100 in cookie dough from the PTA *lol*, followed by an evening teacher's party and Toys-R-Us night shopping. Tuesday is the 2nd preschool class party and both of my classes perform the annual Christmas concert. Wednesday is my last day of Preschool before Christmas break! Yippee!
Thursday is my first annual Mother/Son Christmas goof-off day. For reasons I won't bore you with, I have decided to let my son ditch a field trip and we're going to spend the day together instead :-) I cannot even begin to tell you how excited we both are. So far, we've decided to start our day at Starbucks (he loves the caramel apple cider), followed by Christmas shopping, mini-golf and lunch out together.
Friday, my son graduates from D.A.R.E. (so I'll be able to attend the ceremony) and my daughter's class is having a "Polar Express" themed Christmas party.
And tonight... eek... I just remembered.... I forgot to grade a bazillion Math SuperStar papers for my daughter's class.
Calgon take me away! Oh well, time to drag out the footspa, pour a glass of wine, turn up the holiday music. Life could be worse.
Is it me? Or am I the one of the lonely who still feel comfort in hanging my clothes on a real clothesline? For me, it gives me time to take things down a notch. To feel the warmth of the sun on my skin and hear the birds sing. To see flowers growing in my backyard in different stages of their lifecycles. And more importantly, time to reflect. Listen to my inner thoughts that the busyness of life drowns out during the day. A time to reconnect with my thoughts and to visit memories of my childhood and to somehow feel connected to generations of the women of my family. My clothesline ... a simple but complex blessing of my life.