I love Mondays, just LOOOOOOVVVVVEEEE them. It's the first day of the week and all 3, yes, all 3 are in school. Usually I have an all day appointment on Mondays but recently I've decided to start blowing that off fortnightly...er um, every other week for the non-Australians. So it's me, the house, Damn Dog and quiet. Well, quiet besides the washer, Damn Dog running around trying to find a spot to hide her bone and that nagging voice in my head telling me to get off the computer and do the dishes. But yes, by my standards, that is quiet. It helps when you lower your standards...a lot.
This morning I spent one hour in Connor's classroom and 1 hour in Teddy's classroom for reading groups. I take this time to help me re-evaluate any desire I may have to go for another degree in education. By the time I'm finished with the groups so is any desire to back for a degree in education. Man, teachers are UNDERPAID. Really. As a mom you start to think that you can handle all kids because you can handle yours. NOT TRUE! This is the first mistake you make. Then you spend the rest of the time trying to regroup and pull the kids back in under control without cursing (out loud), threatening and menacing and swearing...again. I don't know how teachers do it. My mom was a teacher and she always said that teaching was like the priesthood. You either had the calling or you didn't. She did. I do not. I still volunteer at my kids schools because they ask for volunteers but man...soooo not planning on becoming a teacher.
Now I'm off to do some actual work. No seriously. In a family of 5, 6 if you count damn dog and since I'm washing her bed today, I'm counting her, laundry never flippin' ends. Ever. Tomorrow is another house inspection - God I hate renting. So I'm cleaning up the large pieces of filth. Again, this is where the lowering of standards comes in quiet handy.
An American family living in Australia. While we all speak English here, I wouldn't say we all speak the same language.
