Thursday, January 31, 2013

Beating for one, please

This week has been a killer.

I had a friend in town for two days who also happens to be a fabulous graphic designer, so he was working on yearbook (current and future) designs, the interactive yearbook design, changing our ad designs and a couple of others. Took him out to dinner Mon and Tues.

Yesterday, I taught all day. I know that sounds weird but my job is weird. I usually spend most of my day answering questions and trying to take care of the business end of running a small business at the back of the high school with no help. It means I'm always busy, but I'm not necessarily standing in the front of the room teaching each period like an English teacher. It's still a lot of work and mentally exhausting, but different.

At any rate, yesterday I was in front of all of classes directing and trying to corral the cats as it were.

Last night I had to race from school home to take Dixie to the vet because she has some nasty ear infectons. I left the vet's and went straight to school. Dixie got to hang out in the car while I stood around overseeing my editors talking to the parent's of 8th graders. Got back in the car and headed home.

Once home, I got to clean the mess that signafies both the dogs displeasure at not seeing me all day AND the displeasure of being left behind as one of them go to go somewhere....even if that somewhere is the vet's office.

I can't believe it is only Thursday. I have already worked a full week, and I still have two days to go? Not possible.

I have been making lists each day and basically getting almost nothing done. I'm trying to not let that freak me out, but there is starting to be some freaking. Especially since I'm not going to be here for half of next week. It means I really have to get organized. Ug.

And today is going to have a lot of my time be spent standing in front of the kids talking, so I'm not going to have a lot of opportunties for the organization and list checking off activities that I need.

Double ug.

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