It's 11:45 a.m. on a Saturday and I've already cleaned my entire apartment, finished a book ("A Home at the End of the World"--really good!), finished my econ problem set, and done a preliminary round of packing for my trip to Paradise Island (!) with the Chavers sisters next weekend. I am not sure what has gotten in to me, besides the three cups of coffee from Murky, but I am hoping to continue this trend by finishing the quilt Jana and I started more than a year ago and doing my taxes.
Perhaps I am am experiencing the residual effects of spending the afternoon with six incredibly energetic preschoolers yesterday. I made a long overdue Friday-afternoon visit to Miss Jana's afternoon special ed preschool class yesterday and had a ton of fun listening to "The Cat in the Hat," playing with balls in gym, making sure all the kids made it from the gym to the classroom (no small feat), eating goldfish, and trying to convince the kiddies that I knew Miss Jana when SHE was in school. ("No way! Miss Jana, Miss Katie, Miss Jana, Miss Katie...") The highlight was was when Jana barely had to read "Chicka Chicka Boom Boom" because one of the kids knew the entire thing by heart.
I have new levels of respect for Jana and am in total awe of the level of patience she possesses. I knew she was patient (she has dealt with ME since high school, after all) but dealing with the needs to six exceptional four(ish)-year-olds takes someone incredibly dedicated and invested. The craziness of preschool is very different than the craziness of the corporate world, but I found my little trip to be a welome respite and it's obviously invigorating me. I am all signed up to chaperone the next field trip.
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
3 years ago
