Week in Review…Posted: August 26, 2011
So technically, today is the last day of my staycation. I am back to work on Monday. In some ways, I am dreading it, and in other ways I want to get back. I miss talking to adults, I miss my staff, but at the same time, I also will miss spending this quality time with my girl.
This weekend is going to be a little busy, tomorrow is my husbands birthday, and Sunday is my oldest niece’s birthday party where Mea gets to swim, and by default of not knowing how deep the water is, I do too.
On our way into school this morning, Mea cried because she didn’t get to see Lolo, so she is craving for things to go back to normal as well. She did stop crying before we got to go inside. I would have hated for her to have been crying as we came in. Poor Javier was crying again. Mea said he cried all day yesterday, and only stopped when it was time to put backpacks on at the end of the day. Hopefully, for everyone’s sake he can tighten it up a little sooner today.
Mea did have a great day yesterday. She had fun doing everything. She was the only kid in her class who had her lunch number memorized, and knew how to punch her number into the key pad. Too bad I packed her a cold lunch so she couldn’t actually use her fancy new skill. I sent her a little note in her lunch box, which she had to take to a cafeteria lady to have it read to her. It wasn’t all that in-depth, I thought for sure she would have gotten it. When we were walking to the car yesterday afternoon, she handed it to me and told me the note was for me. All it said was, Mea, I ❤ U! <3, Momma. Oh, well. It’s the thought that counts.
Mack started school on Monday at Yellow State this week. So far she is really enjoying her painting class, and art history. She has to take a rotation of different art mediums this semester, so she is also taking a woods class. Yesterday, she sent me a text telling me that she’s not destined to be a carpenter. I responded by asking her to please pay attention, don’t cut any fingers off in the 8 weeks that this rotation lasts, and to please pass. She’s looking forward to the next two rotations, of photography and print making. I think she’ll be sad to see painting go, that’s where she is the most passionate. It sounds like school is going well, so hopefully she stays focused and doesn’t make me pull the plug on school anytime soon.
I have also have spent the week ducking and hiding from my one and only nice neighbor. It is sad. I need to have a little push, I think I may need to talk to my husband about helping me with this, although I don’t know if he’s much better. She found out several weeks ago that she has terminal cancer. I just suck at sick. I get all weird, and freaked out. I was the same way when my Aunt got ill, and my Nana before her. It is not that I don’t care, I really do. I just really suck. I don’t know how else to explain it. If any of you have any suggestions for me, I would welcome it. Also, please tell me that I am not the only one. Gah.