It’s Wednesday! Time to check in. How are you this week? Hanging in there?
Last week was so crazy busy that all I could think was “I can’t wait for next week when everything will slow down!” Here we are in “next week” and I’m still waiting for it to slow down.
Actually, that’s unfair. It has slowed down some. Monday was not even remotely calm, but yesterday I got in a nap and didn’t have to drive anyone anywhere! Though the kids had tons of homework and ended up eating dinner at different times. Today I let the kids skip the bus so they could work on finishing up homework (Daughter was catching up from 3 days of being out for her show last week. Son just procrastinated.) which put me out the door earlier than I needed to be for aqua. Which was fine.
The one day last week that I was able to attend aqua there had been a group of ladies near me that conversed loudly the ENTIRE time. It made it very difficult to hear the instructor and made it impossible to interact with anyone else. I don’t expect people to be silent, but it sure would be nice to pay attention to the instructor and let other people do the same. So on Monday I went to the other end of the pool. Not only was it quieter, but there was a lot more room as well. When the instructor saw me she said “Switching it up today?” I replied “There’s more room down here.” She smiled and said “And quieter too.” I had thought she seemed annoyed last week and this certainly proved it.
However, she has done nothing about it. They talked all through Monday’s class. Being at the other end of the pool I couldn’t hear their words, but I could hear that they were talking. And when I’d glance over they would be facing each other and talking, oblivious to everyone around them. Maybe they were doing the exercises under the water, but it was difficult to tell. Honestly, if they had been there the first time I’d attended, I probably wouldn’t have returned.
After class the instructor and I talked for a little bit. I said that it was very rude of them to talk through the entire class and she said “You know, you could be the teacher.” At first I thought she meant teach the class and I was very confused. Then she went on to say “Tell them to be quiet.” I shook my head and said “I have way too much social anxiety for that!” It wasn’t until later that I got to thinking, why was she asking ME to “be the teacher” instead of doing it herself? I understand not wanting to offend anyone, but I really think doing nothing is going to be worse.
I went to the end of the pool again today. Only two of the Chatty Cathys were there and even though they talked some, it was much less. I even saw them following the instructions! So my guess is that the third one is the one that keeps it going. I’d be quite alright with her not coming anymore!
After class I decided not to go to the library and ended up wandering around the new HEB. It opened last month and I’ve only been inside once. I made the mistake of bringing my son with me, which meant he was bored within moments and wanting to leave. This time I was able to wander around and look at each aisle to see if they had anything interesting. I found some shelf stable vegetarian items to have on hand for my daughter (though she’ll probably decide she doesn’t like them and I’ll be the one to eat them, as usual). I was thinking I’d go to the library afterwards, so I didn’t want to get anything that needed refrigeration. So there were several items that looked interesting, but I didn’t buy.
I did, however, see some already prepared food that looked pretty yummy and it was almost lunch time, so I decided that could be my lunch. Unfortunately, as I began to drive to the library I realized I didn’t grab a utensil to eat with. So I went home after all. Now I’m making the most of being home by doing laundry and I’ll probably take a nap later. I haven’t written on my story yet today (I’ve managed to do 14 days in a row so far!), but Lauren’s Silent Writing for today is at 3, so I decided I can wait until then.
This evening I have a parent meeting at the high school. It’s hard enough to know my kids are growing up, but why do they need to wave it in my face so early? The first semester of 8th grade isn’t even over yet and you want to talk to me about my kids’ high school plans?! What is the rush?
In some ways I look forward to them growing up. I really do enjoy being able to have conversations with them and getting to know the people they are becoming. But each stage goes so fast and I feel like they are going to be graduating before I can blink. And my life has been so wrapped up in theirs for so long that I’m not entirely sure who I am without them. Granted, I’ve started to try to discover that over the last couple of years and now that we can leave them home I’m much more likely to make plans for myself. But my days still heavily revolve around theirs. And it will be quite strange to lose both of them at once. I’ve only got 4.5 years left with them. How did that happen?
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