The kids have had breakfast and (cough) so has the dog. Yes. He got some oatmeal.
These are the hazards of having a small child who doesn’t grasp the concept of keeping things out of reach of the dog.
Anyway, we’ve got the fireplace on to kill the chill that is lingering down here. It’s warm and cozy upstairs, but not down here. That might bode ill for the summer, but we’ll see.
I like living in this townhouse. It’s comfortable and has enough space to accomodate our “student overflow.” What is student overflow? Well, let me describe our kitchen table…. typically it has two laptops, a pile of textbooks, a stack of bills (opened and the refuse discarded), plus there are kid’s projects, container of miscellaneous mechanical pencils, scissors, highlighters… and power cords for laptops… two graphing calculators (mine is pink… so sue me, I like it). It’s a large, square table and it’s covered.
We could really use a “buffet” table (large) behind our dining table, as that would be a great place for a basket for each me, Todd and Bren. We could put school supplies, excess books, and other items there.
A friend at work was telling me about the new furniture that her boyfriend just bought and I stopped for a pause after the conversation. Our household is really all about “student” right now. I didn’t expect that at 40, but then again I thought I’d have my children when I was 25-30, so life is often about surprises. Mum and I were wandering through the Pottery Barn in our mall and I looked at the lovely groupings, so polished and grown-up looking… I told her, someday we’ll live more like that … like grown-ups. For now though, we are a household of students with all the resulting chaos. We are also a household with a toddler. I think that kind of says it all, with regards to the toys… booster chair semi-permanently affixed to the old dining room chair and the continuous parade of books, wooden spoon or spatula absconded from the kitchen drawer, and the cars… lined up in various locations.
I know this won’t be forever and assuredly, someday down the road, I’ll remember the chaos and disorder with a sense of fondness. Bren won’t have bins of Legos forever and Aidan’s small years will past so quickly, they’ll almost blur. I already have a hard time remember the fleeting baby months (except for the lack of sleep, which I can do without experiencing again!).
When the boys are older, more independent, and need less of me, I’m sure I’ll be wishing for the little kid chaos.
I doubt I’ll look back on our student status with quite the same nostalgia, though. I’m ready to push hard, to get through this and to see it in the rearview mirror as something necessary but thankfully done.
Perhaps Todd will view it differently… He certainly needs this experience and I’m glad he found the drive to go for it. I’m so proud of him for taking this much harder path than the options I had set out for him two years ago. It’s exciting to watch him dig into these math and science classes with the enthusiasm he has. I know he’ll be happy to get through it and begin his professional career, but I also think he appreciates this time for what it is.
Me? I just want to get through this next 15 months. I want to do well. I want to achieve these near-term goals… 1st 8-week session, 2nd 8-week session, and another and another until…. graduate certificate in December… Master’s degree in June 2010…. and some day, between now and the end of 2010… I want to be working in a professional capacity.
I’m thinking about getting one of those big planning calendars for the wall in our “study”. I really want to be able to see the progress. It gives me a sense of progress when I can check off one day at a time. Plus I could note my pending assignments, and that’s not necessarily a bad thing!
Anyway, Thunderpants is getting nutty and going through drawers. I guess that’s my clue that writing time is done for now. It’s like this:
-write shopping list
-pick up Mie Mie kids, get McD’s per today’s request, bring them here – have fun for an hour or two, take them home
-do grocery shopping
-work with Bren on his homework
-do my reading/studying
-prepare some kind of healthy dinner that the picky Bren will eat
Time to go. Thunderpants is attempting to undo dad’s cleaning efforts.
Cheers from a very busy moonfire