It's true, I'm almost always slightly confused. Today while teaching I started to say the year and I began with saying "nineteen!" I stopped myself, of course, but as I realized not only are we not in the 1900's, I had one of those moments when I had no idea what year it was. I am often dumbfounded when looking at student's face and feel the embarrassment of not remembering their name and wonder if I don't have the beginnings of Alzheimer's. Last week a student asked me about the meanings of numbers on a photo developing chart, I thought he had pointed to the clock. When I began to explain to him how to tell time, I had several people listening bust up laughing. The kid stopped me and assured me he understood how to tell time. Of course he did. What in the world was I thinking?
Tomorrow Jessi comes home for her spring break but Spring isn't for another two weeks. To make matters more confusing as soon as Jessi goes back to school, both Erika and her father will go on spring break and it still won't actually be Spring. Monika and I have to wait another 5 weeks until we get spring break but by then we'll be half way to Summer. I wish all five of us could have a spring break together, the way we got winter break together. Poor Jessi will be coming home to winter weather and a chance of more snow! That's not confusing, just depressing.
Today was a busy Thursday. I picked up more t-shirts and sold them at lunch. I stayed after school to sell them and keep the studio open. Joe came in with his baby, so it was fun to visit with them. Monika and I set off late to pick up Balt from daycare and pick up dinner from Qdoba. I purchased a new Kindle from Amazon this week and spent some time setting it up. My hope is to be able to download readings for art classes since I will be expected to have more regular reading assignments in all of my classes. I found a book on welding that was free. I figure after downloading 5 or 6 free electronic books, I will have gotten my money's worth from the devise.
At 7:30pm Monika and l left for school for a band concert tonight. I thought about how I probably only have a couple left to go to. Sure, I can still show up to watch my students but it won't ever be the same. I've been going to band, chorus and orchestra concerts as a parent since Erika was in 4th grade (in 1999). The realization and sadness of not having a kid involved in a music program prompted me to ask Monika if she might join a music program once she gets into college. She assured me that she might! So maybe I'll get another 4 more years.