The day started with a staff meeting at 7:20 a.m. Never a good way to start the day. This morning we were told we will be changing from an 8 period day to a 7 period day next year. Periods will go from 42 to 51 minutes, I think. Not a huge deal, and driven by new state standards in Science, so me of all people should not complain. And 51 minutes would be better...if I hadn't spent the last three years perfecting teaching in a 42 minutes period. Really, is it too much to ask to keep things the same? So the educator in me is happy to have longer periods, but the Mom-who-likes-to-do-very-little-work-at-home is unhappy, but as always, will adjust.
Fast-forward to Maria's Valentine's party at school. I told her I would visit for the end of the party - I have 8th period plan and can get free for that time. So I went to the party, had a good time talking to her teacher, and then went to find Sam to take him home. He's with the Kinderpaws program which is mostly at the church down the road but ends up their day at the elementary. After touring the entire school I stopped in to see Dolly, a kindergarten teacher who might have an idea where they would be. She said they would be riding the bus over, even though last time I was at a party, they were at the elementary. I was assured that was because it was a Friday (today is Thursday) and the kids can't be at the church while the prisoners are cleaning on Fridays so they have to come to the school. Oh, of course. I still have no idea what this talk about prisoners is, but went out to the buses to find Sam. I found Carol, one of the best bus drivers we have, who said they weren't ready to get on the bus when she was there so they would be walking over, and should be in the cafeteria. Where I looked in the first place, but they still weren't there. So I went back up to Maria's room to pick her up, and we finally ran into Sam (and Ms. Janet) on the way out of the school. I can't wait until the new school is done, and they have enough room for everyone,and there won't be all this going back and forth. I know Sam is very well taken care of, but not knowing where exactly he is bothers me.
Ben had parent teacher conferences tonight, so Maria and I took Sam to swim lessons. He is doing just great. He has so much confidence and has so much fun too. But when I take him, we have to use a Family Locker room and I leave his clothes in a locker there. Today we had to wait 8 minutes while a 10 year old boy was in there with the door locked. Why wasn't he in the boys locker room? And what was he doing in there for 8 minutes while poor Sam froze in the hallway waiting to get in? A lifeguard took pity on us and tried to rush him along, but he still took forever. Its not just my impatience - when the kids finally came out the lifeguard said, "What were you doing, getting ready for prom?"
Then we brought our McDonald's home and had a "picnic" in front of the TV. Sam and I spilled an entire orange drink in the van, but luckily most went on the garage floor. So I just started eating my luke-warm McDonald's dinner (cold because of having to clean up some orange drink, although Ben took care of the worst of it when he got home), and our neighbor Abe stops over. To tell us that the whole drainage thing in the back of our houses will most likely cost around $1200 (our share), and work needs to start immediately so planting season in the field is not affected. This on top of everything else breaking around here and costing us money.
Then to Maria's Parent Participation gymnastics class. Only it actually was parent observation. I got off easy (Ben had to do ballet yesterday) except I wore sweat pants in public for no reason.
At home, after a minor "I'm so stressed about everything" breakdown, I had a glass of wine and felt much better. But the wine made Ben feel sick and now he's worried he's getting this flu that is going around...hopefully not. Thank goodness we have four day weekend coming up.