Not bad for a fat girl

Feeling Kind of Monday


Yesterday was a wonderful day off from school in celebration of Martin Luther King Jr. Day. It was a beautiful day in my desert southwest city, and my son, my mother, and I took full advantage of it. We enjoyed a wonderful lunch on a restaurant patio, then worked it off hiking around our Desert Botanical Gardens. medThey had both seen the Chihuly glass installation there the last time around (son was in 5th grade then, now he’s in 10th), and it was fun to see how it differed from last time.

We soaked up the sunshine and warm weather, marveled at the beauty of the glass, and logged a couple of miles of desert hiking (well, strolling anyway). We entered the huts on the grounds that showed how the ancient people lived, and we inhaled the scents of lavender and sage. We read the signs, posed for pictures, and chatted with other visitors. It was a magnificent day. All on a Monday.

That means today feels like a Monday all over again. It’s time to jump in the shower and face the work week. It’s time to teach some new vocabulary, work on the skill of summarizing text, and try once again to demystify the world of fractions. Somehow I don’t feel up to the task. I feel ill prepared, although I’ve done my lesson plans and reviewed the week’s material. I just don’t feel ready. I feel like a need another weekend. Is that bad?

I’m not getting one though, at least not for four days. Oh, Four days. Well, that doesn’t sound so bad. Yes, I can do this. I’m certain I can. Wish me luck. I’m off to fraction hell.

Author: BulgingButtons

I'm a middle aged woman doing the things that middle aged women do and trying not to beat myself up. I'm living the life I choose with the man I love, the grown up son who impresses me all the time, and the most adorable pup ever rescued from the euthanasia list. We live in the heat of the Southwest, where I regularly sweat through my Lane Bryant bras.

6 thoughts on “Feeling Kind of Monday

  1. Yes, I believe it started like a typical Monday here…drop son off at bus stop at 6:15, get phone call at 6:45 that bus is a no show…get dressed in real clothes, go pick son up, pass bus on way out of neighborhood, drive to school with said bus right behind me the entire way.

    Did I mention that I had intended on going back to bed after I dropped him off at the bus stop in the first place?

    Your trip to the Botanical Gardens sounds like a great time, unfortunately our version is a walk through the swamp and it’s fairly chilly and damp here so I won’t be making that trip anytime soon!

  2. I think a holiday in the week makes it always harder :o)

  3. demystifying the world of fractions….now that is something I am still trying to do! Hope you have a successful week! 🙂

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