An end to the school year is in sight.
Lately, I've felt like I have the literal weight of the world on my shoulders. Like everything is pressing down, demanding attention and there's not enough time and even when there IS enough time, the tasks and jobs I'm required to do aren't something I have the capability of doing. It is disheartening, to say the least. Some days, I don't actually know what to do with myself because I don't know where to start.
Saturday involved Skype and Scott teaching me about plumbing.
My reaction was that I basically hate everything. Except Skype. I like Skype.
Attend three 7:45am meetings.
Attempt to hunt down a rattlesnake (with the help of Scott's friend...we weren't successful)
Fix the four-wheeler tire.
Attach the mower to the four-wheeler and use my non-existent mechanical knowledge to make sure it's working.
Plan to fiddle with the swamp cooler and attempt to get it ready for summer. And then don't because it's stressing me out.
Learn which shotgun to use in case I run into another rattlesnake.
Contact a few dozen people (via the FRG) to "check in".
Work on grades/report cards.
Finalize end of the year data.
This list doesn't even include the daily tasks, requirements, and to-do list that I start at 8:00am and complete at 4:00pm, with 25 kids staring at me.
Add in at least 40 minutes of dog-walking and 20 minutes of Pilates each day and any blogging, reading, watching TV, phone calls, basic household chores, etc on each weekday...and I'm spent (sometimes I go out and do fun things on the weekend...I'm just describing my M-F routine here).
So I'm hoping that with my 7am-5pm block of time wiiiiide open, I should be able to focus and get a grasp (and a grip) on the things that need to be done around the house.
And then I'll spend all of my spare time reading and watching TV.
That's the plan anyway.
7 more wake-ups and 2015-2016 is officially over.