Sundays

I almost always ruin Sundays by thinking about and dreading Mondays. It's not that I don't like my job, because I do. I just would rather not go, if I had a choice! I like the summers when I don't have to stress about getting enough sleep, having something to wear, etc. As I write this, it is midnight, and I have no idea what to wear tomorrow, despite the fact that I spent hours doing laundry today. It doesn't seem like I washed anything dressy for work. I can't really wear jeans or sweats or sheets to work!

Tomorrow (today, now), I'm having "Kindergarten Day" with my students. We're going to sit on the floor and I'm going to read them stories in French. "KD" is part of the TPRS plan, I believe, and this is the first time I'm going to try it. We have a two-hour early release, so each class is only about 20 minutes long. The only thing I'm really worried about is not having enough time. I definitely need to start class right when the bell rings - something I need to do more of anyway!

Friday is the last day of the quarter. I can't believe how fast it has gone. The only bad part of TPRS is trying to figure out how to give the kids grades, since there is very little written work. I feel like such a terrible teacher this year because everything is new, I don't have a good plan of what I'm going to teach, and I just feel lazy and unmotivated... I need to light a fire under myself!

Need help with my house! Please!

As usual, it's late, and I should have been working on lesson plans for tomorrow and the rest of the week, doing the dishes, re-organizing the bedroom, cleaning every inch of my house, and the list goes on and on. I find myself so lacidasical and unmotivated, stressed and overwhelmed. I don't know where to start, I don't know how to start, and I know even once I get started I will have an incredibly difficult time finishing whatever it is I have started. I read other blogs like "Parisienne Farmgirl" and want to be like her. I want my house to be in order so I can work more on decorating, my refinishing projects that are silently waiting in the wings, and so I can feel like a decent human being! I have WAY too much STUFF. I can't seem to figure out how to pare it down and purge purge purge. I'm so sentimental that every little thing I own tells me to keep it, regardless of the fact that I have a rather small farmhouse with two closets - one in the living room and one in the spare room - neither or which is very functional. I like to be organized and I like to be clean, so what's the problem??? Add to all of that, my wonderful "manfriend/lover/live-in/life partner/best friend" (I hate the word boyfriend, but there seems to be no good alternative for the man with whom I share my life, but to whom I am not married - YET.) who spends all his time in the garage or under the hood of one of his various vehicles. I'm happy to see him happy, but I don't like spending all my time working on OUR house while he is spending all his time working on HIS stuff. By "working on his stuff," I really mean piddling around outside doing something that is never apparent to me. I don't see anything that is different, fixed, cleaned, improved, etc. Just what DOES the man do out there? Anyway, some help in the house would really be appreciated and I feel like that sentiment is quite warranted.

So, that leads me back to my original complaint which is the pigsty, rather than quaint farmhouse, in which I reside and need a solution. Who out there can help? I need a plan; I need someone to keep me on track with the organizing; I need someone to help me design cabinets, shelving, and hanging space for my spare room (to become a large walk-in closet, sewing and craft room); I need someone to help sand the edges of the floor in my back room; I need someone to thoroughly clean and sanitize my entire house. Anyone available for the job or have any suggestions? Please! If I get really brave and let go of any sense of pride, I'll post some photos of the problem. Hopefully, they won't scare anyone away, but instead will inspire someone to come to my rescue!