Let me start by saying I know I am lucky to have a "summer break". I will never complain about it. Now, I will also say that summer break this year (and last) doesn't really feel like a break because I am taking Masters classes.
I want to move on. I want to go bigger. I want to be a principal. I want this to happen within the next two years. The reason for starting classes was simple--the money. The other reason is more complicated. I came to the quick realization when R started school with me that I didn't need to be his teacher. I am already hard enough on the boy, if I had to have him in my classroom I hate to think about the expectations. I have known many teachers that were faced with the same issue (teaching their child), and they did a great job. I just don't think I have it in me. So I started taking classes last summer to get my Masters Degree in Educational Leadership (Administration). It has at times tried me to my very core of being (Statistics and Research). It has also been one of the most fulfilling experiences I have ever pushed myself into. I never thought I would enjoy going back to school. I can honestly say that I have enjoyed some or most of my time. Remind me of that while I write 5 and 10 page papers on my "break".
I am also signed up to be in charge of the drama rotation for VBS. I have never (not one time) been to VBS much less be in charge of something. Of course I volunteer for the most intricate and difficult part of the whole thing. Snacks? Arts and Crafts? Registration? NO! I tell them that I would love to be in charge of drama. Holy Crap!! What was I thinking!!
I guess I should throw in a garage sale while I am at it. I don't have enough on my hands that I also need to clean out every closet and cabinet looking for things to sell. You better not set something down for too long because if I find it, I will sell it!
It exhausts me just thinking about what I am going to do this week, and I haven't even started yet. Well except for the garage sale--I have been gathering stuff for months. Oh wait, I forgot that we have our vacation planned (Perdido Key here I come) in a couple of weeks, and I should probably start thinking about what to pack. Oh well, I guess I can get to that next week.
PS I should also mention that we are at the ball fields EVERY SINGLE NIGHT THIS WEEK.
