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Happy New Year!
Aug. 19th, 2009 08:55 amAs Becky Levine writes, the beginning of school is in reality the beginning of the year. Which in my case is today.
Strangely, I feel sad at the disappearance of my oldest three children. They have started to become civilized at long last, and I miss them. Older daughter went off excitedly to 2nd grade. She loves school and loves to be bigger every year and learn more things. She has an exceedingly nice teacher, from first impressions, anyhow. Son 2 has been very apprehensive about school--flying off the handle at nothing, walking around like a storm cloud, eyebrows scrunched down and shoulders hunched over. His teacher this year seems similar to his teacher last year, and they didn't always see eye to eye. He is a very think-outside-the-box kid, and I wish he'd get a teacher like that, too. He did find friends from last year at the open house, and was interested in the books in the classroom, though, so hopefully his fears will be unfounded. Son 1 went off to middle school for the first time today. Hopefully he doesn't break down into tears or get lost or get thwarted by his locker. His best friend is going to a different middle school, something we are all sad about, but he should know some kids at least.
Now I've got to do archaeological expeditions to find my house under the detritus of summer. Break down the tent in the living room. Throw stuff away, straighten up the kitchen. Clean the bathroom. Call a zillion people and pay the bills. Renew the car registration (due to stupid beaurocracy, I have to do this in person instead of by the mail because I did not live here in 2007. Um.) And steel myself for the crown I have to get next month. DH gets one, too. I hate the dentist.
So, lots of things to do. But I think, maybe, I'm making more inroads into this new book I want to write. I've had a concept and some ideas of a plot, but things don't get going until you figure out the characters and find out what makes them tick. And maybe that's starting to happen. I hope!
Happy day, everyone!
Strangely, I feel sad at the disappearance of my oldest three children. They have started to become civilized at long last, and I miss them. Older daughter went off excitedly to 2nd grade. She loves school and loves to be bigger every year and learn more things. She has an exceedingly nice teacher, from first impressions, anyhow. Son 2 has been very apprehensive about school--flying off the handle at nothing, walking around like a storm cloud, eyebrows scrunched down and shoulders hunched over. His teacher this year seems similar to his teacher last year, and they didn't always see eye to eye. He is a very think-outside-the-box kid, and I wish he'd get a teacher like that, too. He did find friends from last year at the open house, and was interested in the books in the classroom, though, so hopefully his fears will be unfounded. Son 1 went off to middle school for the first time today. Hopefully he doesn't break down into tears or get lost or get thwarted by his locker. His best friend is going to a different middle school, something we are all sad about, but he should know some kids at least.
Now I've got to do archaeological expeditions to find my house under the detritus of summer. Break down the tent in the living room. Throw stuff away, straighten up the kitchen. Clean the bathroom. Call a zillion people and pay the bills. Renew the car registration (due to stupid beaurocracy, I have to do this in person instead of by the mail because I did not live here in 2007. Um.) And steel myself for the crown I have to get next month. DH gets one, too. I hate the dentist.
So, lots of things to do. But I think, maybe, I'm making more inroads into this new book I want to write. I've had a concept and some ideas of a plot, but things don't get going until you figure out the characters and find out what makes them tick. And maybe that's starting to happen. I hope!
Happy day, everyone!
