Light at the end of the tunnel...

I am sitting here at work waiting for one of my kids to finish a test and after looking at the calendar I am starting to see a light at the end of the tunnel. June 10th is the last day for the kids which mean I only have 26 days of school left after today. I get so anxious this time of year because it looks like the time that remains is short, but each day seems to drag out ridiculously! I had planned to teach summer school and to take the money I made teaching summer school so that we could go to Disney. I just don't think I can do it.

You know, people always say how lucky teachers are to have the summers off... well, I am gonna tell you a secret... if I did this job year round I would be a complete and total nutbag! I already feel the drain on my brain from doing this the 9 1/2 years I already have put in, and that with having summers off. Really! Teachers need the summer to recover from the school year. To breathe. To relearn regular bathroom habits. To eat food that doesn't taste like cardboard. (Nikki picked up a tater tot today and her tots and tray were all stuck together...one entity) To see sunshine. To get the rubber band smell out of their clothes. To ween off the antidepressants. To rejoin society.

I love summer. I want us to go somewhere nice for vacation (I'd really like to go to Disney) but I just don't think we can afford it. Maybe I can spend the summer planning a Disney trip in October or November when it's not so hot and maybe things will be cheaper during that time too. The kids are already talking about the beach so I guess we need to do that too. I love the beach and I would love to go spend about three or four days down there by myself or maybe with a friend or two. That would be nice. No skinny friends would be allowed because then I would be uncomfortable in my bathing suit. Sorry skinny folks. If you want to go to the beach with me you had better start eating now...

The kids are getting to the same point I am at with school... ready to be done with it. Even Lily who does nothing but sing and paint and do fun stuff is about to die to stay home from school. She cries about it in the mornings. Sam has various excuses for why he doesn't want to go to school... his neck hurts, he didn't get enough sleep the night before, he has a cough, etc. It makes me sad for them because I know they have SO MANY years of this in front of them. Ugh...

Well, tonight is LOST and I am thrilled of course. Last Thursday was one of the best episodes I had seen in a very long time. We finally got some questions sort of answered and that makes me glad. I have finally learned how to watch LOST. My gears get to turning and I lay in bed for a while thinking about what happened and then I stop thinking about it until the next Thursday before it comes on again. I have just decided there's no use really troubling myself over it because I won't be able to figure it out... I just enjoy it. It is such a GREAT show. It reassures to me that there are still intelligent people out there writing intelligent stories for television. I haven't seen much else intelligent lately.

I did watch a really good movie this weekend. Waitress with Keri Russell. I don't know if it was because it was so late when I watched it and I was delirious or if it was really that good, but it touched me. This girl was really down, had a horrible life, mean husband, dead end job... and then to top it all off she fould out she was pregnant with said husband's child. I won't ruin the ending because the ending is what made it so good but it really made me think about how special my children are to me. Yes, I get aggravated at them and they demand so much time and effort, BUT they mean the world to me and I wouldn't trade them for all the money in the world.

Well, until I have a few minutes to write again...