It's been a little busy here at the Bernat Home, with almost every single one of those back in school (except Daddy of course). Time management has been one of those attributes that I'm gladly priding myself in right now. My organizational skills are still on par, but the execution seems to be the are in which I'm lacking. It's so hard to prioritize what is important, since we mothers know... priority seems to be the that is constantly changing through the day depending on who's sitting in the same room with you. Funny though, it never seems to be Mom? But even if it were, do you really think Mom would sit there and humbly oblige top priority? Of course not. We'd probably use that "alone time" to fit in whatever crap we forgot or failed to do that was in dire need of being done.
School for me was a bit of a challenge the first week. I felt old, but not that old. I'm at that uncomfortable limbo while sitting in a class that is mostly filled with freshmen, giggling inside while thinking, "what the hell is she talking about?" as she talks about the new fashion trends at the new "it" store that I would never be caught dead in. Not, because I would never wear those clothes, but because I fear for my own sanity having to tote three very, very active boys into a dark retail chain store. Every word that came out of my mouth was, "my husband..." or "my boys..." when it dawned on me that this has pretty much been my life the last 4 years. I've stayed in my little comfort zone of family life that I have absolutely nothing else to talk about. So during my "me" time, I'm stuck talking about my kids and husband, rather than talking to my kids and husband. I have absolutely nothing else to relate any - and I mean any - subject than with my family. After a while, I just kept my mouth shut - because I guarantee you these freshmen have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about when I bring up the controversy between cloth and disposable diapers, and why should they?
I've been sitting at home a lot, isolating myself from any more commitments that will drain me socially. Burying my tired and strained eyes into textbooks of cultural thinking and trigonometry, which by the way has got me going cockeyed and dizzy. I used to love math but these triangles and circles - I hate. I was never one for geometry, h-a-t-e-d it! I love Algebra and I love conversions but to hell with all the geometry lol! But I need the class to get further into the direction I'm headed. And like most things I do day to day, I don't have to love it, but I'll do it to function... let's just get on with it right?
School for me was a bit of a challenge the first week. I felt old, but not that old. I'm at that uncomfortable limbo while sitting in a class that is mostly filled with freshmen, giggling inside while thinking, "what the hell is she talking about?" as she talks about the new fashion trends at the new "it" store that I would never be caught dead in. Not, because I would never wear those clothes, but because I fear for my own sanity having to tote three very, very active boys into a dark retail chain store. Every word that came out of my mouth was, "my husband..." or "my boys..." when it dawned on me that this has pretty much been my life the last 4 years. I've stayed in my little comfort zone of family life that I have absolutely nothing else to talk about. So during my "me" time, I'm stuck talking about my kids and husband, rather than talking to my kids and husband. I have absolutely nothing else to relate any - and I mean any - subject than with my family. After a while, I just kept my mouth shut - because I guarantee you these freshmen have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about when I bring up the controversy between cloth and disposable diapers, and why should they?
I've been sitting at home a lot, isolating myself from any more commitments that will drain me socially. Burying my tired and strained eyes into textbooks of cultural thinking and trigonometry, which by the way has got me going cockeyed and dizzy. I used to love math but these triangles and circles - I hate. I was never one for geometry, h-a-t-e-d it! I love Algebra and I love conversions but to hell with all the geometry lol! But I need the class to get further into the direction I'm headed. And like most things I do day to day, I don't have to love it, but I'll do it to function... let's just get on with it right?
It doesn't matter how hard I try to organize things in our daily routines, things just go out of whack. Either tantrums happen, someone's too lazy errr... busy to execute the simple directions, or it just doesn't get done. So I do the things that I can control, like my homework, reading, housework, blah blah... It's liberating knowing that the things that I needed to get done (though I would have much preferred a night off) has been done. Yeah, sure it leaves my workspace a complete mess, but as I joked with my parents as teenage girl with a room completely flipped upside down, "everything is where it's supposed to be. Don't touch it! I'll never be able to find it again." HA!
So functioning has become a time consuming effort. Being able to sit in one place and put complete focus into one thing is unbearably difficult. But who could sympathize with that right? I mean every one has their justification as to why they couldn't possibly selflessly do something for the good of another person, well.. because their priority comes first. Wait! I'm stemming off to a completely different topic but anyhow, you know who you are!
So functioning has become a time consuming effort. Being able to sit in one place and put complete focus into one thing is unbearably difficult. But who could sympathize with that right? I mean every one has their justification as to why they couldn't possibly selflessly do something for the good of another person, well.. because their priority comes first. Wait! I'm stemming off to a completely different topic but anyhow, you know who you are!
It is what it is and these textbooks and reference books will haunt me till the end of this semester, only to make room for more textbooks that will surely give me another dazed and confused look.
Which is why I cannot wait for our upcoming "End of Summer" family vacation. Officially closing off our Summer 2010 and welcoming Fall 2010. And that is all I can think about. That's all I want to think about. In fact, it's all i'm staring at. But that could be because I feel a little bit under the weather and my eyes keep drooping and that's the first thing in sight. But I'm pretty sure my mind and body is ONLY thinking about our family vacation
Which is why I cannot wait for our upcoming "End of Summer" family vacation. Officially closing off our Summer 2010 and welcoming Fall 2010. And that is all I can think about. That's all I want to think about. In fact, it's all i'm staring at. But that could be because I feel a little bit under the weather and my eyes keep drooping and that's the first thing in sight. But I'm pretty sure my mind and body is ONLY thinking about our family vacation
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