Something has changed today. Not sure why but I have often found myself on the verge of tears for no reason. Hormones or perhaps the overwhelming enormity of it all is starting to sink in. I’ve got six months to prepare for this life changing event. That’s it. There’s so much to think about. It really is time for me to decend from my pink and blue fluffy cloud. I didn’t think there’d be crying though.
I’ve tried to get back to exercise this week. So far I’ve walked three nights this week. I figure if I can exercise 4-5 nights a week for the next six months, I should have a better delivery. If that doesn’t motivate me, nothing will. Tonight I was on the bike trail walking my two miles and it was such a perfect, warm, gold fall evening. A flock of geese flew right over my head. It was all so beautiful. You guessed it, I started bawling.
County Teachers’ Institute today. What a waste of a teacher’s day. They tried a webinar this year. The connection was so poor I could only catch every third word of the presenter when it wasn’t stuck in Max Headroom mode. Then we went back to our schools to discuss our new phonics program which took about an hour. After lunch, we sat around for two hours waiting to be dismissed. I don’t know if it was an improvement to the old way where we all crunched into some high school or the university after fighting to find parking only to go to over crowded sessions or be turned away because the sessions were full. I think they should do away with the whole thing.
This was the scene in the bean field across the road from my house at 8pm last night. Two combines, two semis and a pick up or two. I wish I was a better photographer so you could see what it really looked like. Everything lit up. Almost festive looking. I’m sure the boys didn’t find it festive at all.