Procrastination Is My Strong Suit

Now I'm not one to advocate procrastination, but it seems I am very good at it. I guess I've spent years perfecting it. Why the subject of procrastination, you ask? Well, honestly it's because I'm ready to return to the classroom, but my principal hasn't called me in yet. I don't have a clue as to what's taking her so long. I know what role I'm to play this year in the classroom, but I think she doesn't trust my capabilities since my accident. This year I'm to be a tutor, helping students who read below grade level. Well, I'm excited about returning and teaching and making a difference, but aside from the principal not calling me already, I can't legally teach at this present moment.

I know, I know...I haven't gotten my updated license from the state. No, they haven't sent it, but it's only because I haven't mailed it. I have the completed package sitting on my dresser ready to be stamped and mailed. But me, being the queen of the dreaded P, haven't "gotten around to it."

Okay lightbulb, writing this post has made me realize how this all sounds, seems like I'm crazy, and I'm determined to mail it tomorrow. YAAAYYYY. With that said, I will be ready when I'm called to return to my passion, teaching.

Where Are My Clothes?

Anyone who knows me, knows that I love clothes and love to shop. Well, since the accident, that love has shifted and I haven’t been as enthusiastic about either. Tuesday I went through one of the closets that hold my clothes because basically I had gotten sick and tired of wearing the same outfits to church and out and also sick of people asking me “What you wanna wear”, but not giving me any idea of my options. That is sooooo frustrating. How would you feel if you hadn’t seen your clothes in 3 years and someone asked you what you wanted to wear? You should think one of you are crazy. They assume that you should know what you bought three years ago, but that’s insane, how could I remember everything I owned.

Well anyway, I’m glad that I have a mom who loves me and understands the obstacles that I have even when it comes to choosing an outfit to wear. My mom showed me the contents of the closet and I was able to actually see what I have and thankfully choose a different outfit when I go out. I have a nice selection of clothes, if I have to say so myself and some lucky person, who shall remain nameless, lol, will bask in the clothes that I love but have chosen not to adorn myself in. She should’ve been the one to clean out the closet. But, she has nothing to worry about, there are other closets to tackle.

It's A Slow Week

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Remember, I'm only typing with one finger. Cut a girl some slack.

Are We Running Late....?

Last Friday my soon-to-be brother-in-law, wow that's a mouthful, asked me "Will y'all be late tomorrow for church?" I responded, "it's not my fault that they are late for church." Now if you would ask anyone that lives here, there would probably be a consensus that it is indeed my fault when we are late. I would whole heartedly dispute that and I have facts to prove it.

• We were never late when I went to school.
• We are not late when I have a dr.'s appt.
• It only takes me about 40 min total, to get ready and be out the door.
• The fam gets up no later than 7:30 and still aren't ready by 9:00.

These facts, IMO, prove that I'm not at fault when we're late. Find someone else to blame.

A Quick Update.....

I know its been a minute since I've written anything, but nothing much has happened. Well, nothing really exciting. I started writing a post about my upcoming road trip that was occurring for the 4th of July, but didn't get an opportunity to complete it, so I deleted it.

Well, school starts in about 3 weeks. I'm somewhat happy, somewhat apprehensive about it all. There are a few things on my to do list and once they are all taken care of, my mind may be at ease, but until then, I'm like a silent maniac. I still need to go to the school and check it out in my other chair and more impotantly, I need to get my transcript mailed. Okay, so that's the work update.

On the home front, I still have a lot of company. Sometimes it's okay, oyher times, notsomuch. All in all, everything is going great. Although I did I ask my mom did she know how to cook for four, b/c pretty soon that's all that'll be here.