Life With Boys

OK – I have a few minutes before class starts so I’ll try to catch up – if that is at all possible.

Currently I’m teaching everyday (including Saturday). It’s been an adventure – especially as it seems I’m making it up as I go along. I would feel better about the process if I knew if my efforts will be rewarded and I will be teaching the same courses again. It’s the not knowing that is making me crazy. In the meantime I feel stretched too thin, on edge and wary that my students are not learning anything as we go along.  (Based on the test scores, I’ll say “no” learning is not happening.) The undergrads are so very different from the grads – understandably so.

Splitting time between teaching and my other job has been a trial as well – and I think I spend more time in my car than anywhere these days (although this has allowed my audio book consumption to triple.)  But we all have our dues to pay and I have to believe it’s going to come together – that’s how I ended up teaching in the first place.  So until I can get on full-time somewhere I’ll keep playing it by ear.

Matt has been great through all of this. I know he too is counting the days until Mid-December when this session is over. Speaking of Matt – when he’s not trying to figure out what to do with the cub scouts for the next meeting he’s been enthusiastically following the Cardinals and finding us a new fridge. (The ice maker went out months ago and now there is a constant stream of water that leaks from somewhere – even though the water is turned off.) The new unit will be delivered on Saturday and the boys can’t wait for the automatic water dispenser. (Doesn’t take much does it?)

We are still trying to get adjusted to the new school schedule – they aren’t off the bus until 4:30ish so it makes evening very compact what with what seems like endless homework, dinner and maybe 20 minutes to play. It’s making for some cranky kids and crankier parents. The nights we have something else going on seem beyond rushed. I’m so thankful they aren’t super involved in a sport that meets several times a week – it’s hard enough to get to swimming on the weekend.

OK – students are starting to show up gotta run.