Category: Nothing Much

Five days

I love my job. That doesn’t stop me from being really excited that in five days I will have a weeklong break. I love my job, but it is exhausting, and it’s time for a break.

My plans include enjoying family, seeing some friends, and reading. I have a large stack of books from the library that I’m scanning through, trying to prioritize which I want to read first.
Five days.

And I’m listening to Christmas music, no matter what social constraints frown on pre-Thanksgiving listening.

Passing Time

Much has happened since that terrible week back in May. I was having an allergic reaction and infection from a brown recluse spider bite. Which went undiagnosed for four days and three different doctors. I dislike my primary doctor.

From about my birthday in April until early June, I was kind of in a fog of unhealthiness, from a stomach bug to allergies to being eaten by a spider. Then the summer session at work was CRAZY. Good, but crazy.

This summer was the summer of travel. And I thought I traveled a lot last year! I think I just liked these destinations a lot more than say, Kansas City. I went to Colorado for a wedding, to Lakeside for recharging, then to DC for an adventure with one of my college roommates. I love travel. It’s exhausting, but it never gets old. I don’t have any travel plans in the near future (some significant hopes, but no plane tickets or driving maps at the ready), which is starting to bother me. I feel like I learn so much when I’m in a new place having an adventure.

I have a new class of children. They’re incredibly different than last year’s children. One of my children from last year still loves me, calling my name across the room when she sees me in Large Group time: SAWAH. She also likes to beckon me with her finger saying, “C’mere Sawah,” and patting the spot beside her. It breaks my heart a little that she isn’t with me anymore and that I can’t just sit with her when we want, but she’s a big girl now in a big girl class. She still calls me “My Sawah.” Right now there are few things in my life that warm my heart more than that.

I’m slacking off in my writing skills. I obviously haven’t written here in months and haven’t written much of anything anywhere else either. It’s one of my favorite skills and I don’t want to lose it. I don’t know if I’ll ever go to grad school again or if I’ll need it when I get there. But I’m looking at making grant-writing one of my skills, so regular writing is a definite necessity.

I make no promises.

Dream Degree

I want a graduate degree that includes the following components:

  • research
  • disability studies
  • special needs ministry
  • special education
  • assistive technology
  • non-profit management
  • children’s ministry
  • family ministry
  • global missions
  • reading
  • writing
  • knitting
  • public relations
  • marketing
  • grant-writing
  • theology
  • graphic design

Why do I like so many things?

Really?

I haven’t figured out that it’s November yet.

I did what I’ve done all year at the end of the month, writing about what happened last month and my hopes for the next. I look at the calendar and talk about the date with my students every day. I mark off the calendar everyday to countdown until the end of my current experiment with school.

But I keep forgetting it’s November.

At least I’ll get an extra hour of sleep tonight. Maybe that will help.

I have six assignments due between now and Tuesday the 16th. Bring it, November.  That is, if I can remember.

Missing Week

Well, I just lost about a week of my life to disease. Colds/sinus infections/head pressure is terrible.  I mean, it’s better than stomach flu (heaven forbid) but this particular sinus infection was horrendous.  I couldn’t breathe out my nose.  I had splitting ear pain.  I couldn’t hear quite well due to the pressure in my head.  From Saturday afternoon to Thursday morning I only left the house three times. Once to eat dinner, once to go to the library (to get books I couldn’t read because I was sick), and once to go to the doctor.  I was home, but I did hardly anything.  Because I couldn’t think. Brain cloud.  And I don’t really remember much of it.

I missed two days of work. And two classes. Class, I was not disappointed to miss. Work? I was so sad to not be at work.  I missed my students, my co-workers.  I love my job.

I  don’t like that I just missed a week of my life.  And I still feel crummy.  I need a better immune system.