A post this morning about my week and my kids’ back-to-school. Also, want to examine September and whether we have enough systems in place to warranty thriving or just surviving.
Because this past week was largely about surviving. At least for me.
My kids went back to school on Thursday! T and I attended the drop off because, you know, first day of school. I lucked out since I didn’t have a morning class so I didn’t have to take time off. I made it just in time for my second class.
There were no tears, both reported having a good day, and came back home tired but smiling. R already had a little paper in his backpack-I assumed homework, an “about me” project. So we sat down and did it together.
My work week was overwhelming. I am in two different rooms, with three classes in one and two classes in another. I felt entirely out of wack, running around in between the two rooms, making copies, forgetting this and that. Ugh.
I am a seasoned educator so I know what I’m doing and I have enough experience to make it work regardless but this past week I felt very scattered.
I need to get a grip. I think I may work from home for an hour or so this weekend to get myself together. There some things I can do digitally.
The house is in disarray- again. The kids were home for two days before they went to school and T was working from home with meetings and phone calls. So the kids were watching tv and disassembling the house.
This weekend I want to:
Tidy up
Vacuum (definitely)
Mop (maybe)
Lesson plans for September
Laundry 
Rest (don’t know what that means… nap, read?)
September will look like this:
Me– working full time
My husband– working full time
Kids– school full time, they are also both in aftercare with YMCA
Activities:
Piano for L, one hour a week on Wednesdays, plus daily practice
Gymnastics for both on Saturday mornings
Brazilian jiu jitsu for R, 2-3 times a week, after school.
T will also be traveling for business some weeks so I will be solo parenting.
No wonder I am feeling overwhelmed. Ha.
Lastly, a before and after of our new kitchen:
Mom of Children 