Hello friends, it's been awhile. Time for updates and sharing, and more promises that I am going to write more in October, because I want to/ need to/ miss it and yet- I have this time management problem from hell. So a basic update to assure everyone that the wheels are still turning, the train is not derailed even if it is behind schedule and not quite sure of the station.
Like my beloved Wile E. Coyote, the fun is in the thinking, the planning, the trickery- and if things don't work, well, that just gives you time to come up with a more outrageous plan. Creativity in action.
The House, our home, is refinanced at a much lower rate (yay) which means for a more reasonable budget each month. Tanglewood is still standing, still hanging in there in its overgrown yarden, which does have an amazing array of flowers at the moment- a combination of wild purple hazeflowers, goldenrod and pink smartweed mixed with stray naked ladies and roses. The fennel is over seven feet tall, and creates a beautiful lacy Forest that looks like fairy land, and the leaves on the dogwoods, privets and myrtles are changing. Let it grow- it is full of lizards and skinks, butterflies and snails, grasshoppers as long as my middle finger and the lovely writing spiders with their huge webs. Yes, on one hand it is a tangly mess, all unkept, but on the other it is a fantastic place with the most interesting of inhabitants.
School - Trask- is going along well, and is the monster that eats my time, but in a good way. Instead of being so bored and despondent as I was last year, this year is full of new adventures and I am in love with it again. My advanced class is working with LC's theatre class- I recently discovered a very early version of 'The Snow Queen', which I had to share with everyone. This ended up in being a collaborative class project, and modeling all the best of how disciplines are supposed to combine- literature and analysis, history, culture, theater, art, technology, music...and imagination. The kids are learning, into it, excited- they are making silent films, a puppet show, a living game, a retelling video in Spanish with English subtitles, and multimedia books. The rest of school is good as well- classes are interesting, we are painting a mural of a cherry tree in the sensory room, lots of plans and I love presenting all my staff development stuff- teaching teachers.
School- The Raleigh Job. I didn't get it- they finally decided last week, it seems as if it was between me and another person (the one-who-got-it). And that is ok. I admit that I was disappointed, and a bit down- more so in regards to losing the competition rather than really desiring that change. Yes, I would of loved the challenge, the finally graduating to the adult world of cubicles and lovely clothes, living close to the city~ but I love what I have as well. And I know right now in my bones that this is where I need to be this year, and that I am making a difference right now- and that what will be will be.
School- Virtual (online) School. Is killing me- this is my time management issue. I keep putting it on the back burner when I don't need to, resulting in stress and fear- I need to keep this job. And so, after this writing, my act will once again get in gear and I will work on it all day.
School- Graduate School. Almost to easy, and the internship is natural. What next? I love being a student but am hitting my ceiling of time management/ money/ resources..... and I still want my Doctorate, but I am questioning what in. I feel like I'm finished with the technology focus- I will have my required bells and whistles in that area by the end of next summer (the Masters in Teaching, with extra licences in technology facilitation and certification for administration, meaning that I can teach it in the classroom, or be the 'tech guru' at the school or county level, or administer- online principle sort of- distance learning programs). All of which rock. But I want to do something else now- what?
The Most Beloved Mr. Owens. Is doing great! Overworking, which resulted in a much needed day on the couch yesterday, but that is ok. He has been doing the roadside AAA job, also painting interiors of a house for his dad, and busy being a movie star. Last week took him to Atlanta for wardrobe and screen test for a movie that-can't-be-named (their rules. Nada. Especially on the Internet). He goes back this week for several days, and will be there most of next week filming. He was selected for a featured extra (face time! maybe even voice!) and I am so incredibly proud of him! Be on the lookout for episode 5 of Revolution on tv- that is the first aired thing that he is part of- should be out third week in October.
That Grendel Boy. Is also doing well- school and work and looking for an upgrade to the apartment. He had a great visit with Curtis who came down from Vancouver, and has reconnected with one of our Oak Island people (Ariel) who he had a 'thing' with long ago. Who knows? Anyway, he is living his life and I am proud of him-
Those smelly doggs- are smelly. Despite baths and staying inside (lots of rain/mud). But they are healthy and sweet and do their tricks and love us.
Turrello- has conquered the living room. The only room that he is banned from now is the Rose Room, because that is full of trouble-to-get-into (in the estimation of the manz). He is happy that the crochet afghans have reappeared in every room (he has his favorites), that there are things around that smell like pumpkin (which he likes- not as much as flowers, but still-) and that the electric blanket is on full force. (Well, it always is, but now it seems more normal seeing that it is Fall and all).
Me? I'm doing ok. I get tired, and somedays- like yesterday- all I do is sleep. I eat to much still, but it is Fall and there was this Boston Creme Cake Mr. Owens brought home.....I work to much, but school is school and there are things to be done and people who need me (I still think that if all parents just switched their teenagers for a few years everyone would be much happier). I started a painting of a red barn a few weeks ago but haven't had time to finish it, and I haven't been working in my sketchbook much- it isn't coming together which is strange and a bit worrisome. I have been sewing some- finished my crow bag- and thinking lots, dreaming of fairytales and pumpkins and all the good things. I am going up to Raleigh this next weekend to work with the Art Museum as a consultant for a few days (yay!)- Melissa is meeting me there and we are going to have girl-time and plan for conference presentations. Which is fun, not work- so that will be good. I am going to see a new Dr. this month who will hopefully be able to figure out something about my sleeping thing- and make sure that all is well with me tip to toe. (I feel fine, no worries, just am the most amazing sleeping person ever- I can go straight for over a day, vivid dreams, sleep anytime, anywhere, regardless. I wish I could get paid for this talent!)
I miss you all, I miss writing. I've been dreaming- last night it was Mother at a tea shop, with white table cloths, tea and antiques- we had tea and were talking about various things. I remember it was a place that I was thinking that Aunt Gladys would of liked- not sure where it was but it seemed like around Ligoneer. Later I dreamed that I was at Sue's, but she and Tom had built a 'get away' house in the mountains by Blowing Rock. It was on a hill side, had a bathroom that was huge- besides the normal stuff, it had another section with a massage table and gravity chair- all done in black iron, red cushions and white marble (not a normal Podlucky look!). They also had a ....can't think of what it is called, but an open courtyard in the middle of the house... with a pool and a tree. We were going out to bale hay later- for some reason this was considered a treat. I dreamt the other night of Johnstown, and Granny Wrye's apartment in Connor Towers. Of Barbie and a train, wearing a red dress and carrying a hatbox. Of weeds along the roadside and a magic rocking chair that could be used like a car- it got great gas mileage- but was a bit of a pain to carry about. Strange thoughts- swirling leaves in the night.
Ok- now after that bit of oddness, back to normal- I do love you all, and I will try to write/call/fb more- I wish we could sit down for some tea/coffee and apple cake, and just hang out. That day will come!
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