Stalking the Stacks with Library Lil
*Stalking the Stacks with Library Lil* |
2005-12-12 I know I said I wasn't going to talk anymore about all the stuff I had to do before the holidays. And if you look at my list you'll see, I'm actually doing quite well in the marking stuff off. I've also decided that I won't be quilting the quilt til after we get back. It has become low priority--if it were higher I'd hand it off to MIL and she'd gladly finish it for me. Undone quilts like that bother her, so she's offered several times. I guess, though, that I'm still very frustrated by how much needs to be done. In part because of all the regular things that are not on the list. I still have a mongo bunch of cleaning to prepare for the trip (I hate coming home to a dirty house) and everyday cleaning is quite frankly a chore in itself. In fact today, I have a list of things to do beyond the big list. Add to this the almost daily chore of shovelling out the drive and walk and taking care of increasingly stir crazy toddlers and well let's just say...I am so done with snow. I've been thinking for a while that I don't really talk about the girls all that much. Oh sure, I throw in some cute stories every now and then but not regular what it is like to drag two toddlers with you everywhere. I think in part because I find it so tedious the same things every day, I'm sure I don't want to write about it. And it really isn't that I find them boring, or motherhood boring, but really how many times could I write: Yesterday the girls and I did what should have been a 15 min errand to Meijer and we ended up there for an hour. Then home for lunch and was I ever glad when they went down for naps. Then after dinner I cleaned all the goop off the backs of the chairs. I feel great to have clean chairs. I know there was a point to all this. I can't recall where I was headed with it. Maybe I was going to discuss how I've seen some jobs openign up--and at the same time, my career as part -time teacher is most likely coming to an end. And how I'm a little worried that if I pass up the jobs there won't be one when I need one--say when kindergarten or first grade begins. But yet, I don't want to work outsde the home (at least any more than I am with this class). I really do like dragging girls to preschool and music and the library and meijer. I really like reading the same book over and over and over and over (bernstein bears go to the doctor and Miss Nelson is missing). I know that a lot can change in three years--and that the perfect opportunity may just be there when I need it. Eh, I'm feeling all over the map--perhgaps I should just close and go mop.
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