The following pictures have nothing to do with this post, but they're awfully cute:
Stella's current obsession: a bed packed with many of the things she loves.
One of her many fabulous outfits.
So, here's the thing: your first year in a new school, in a new state, on a new grade, with a new curriculum -- well, it might as well just be your first year teaching, period. I'm so blessed to have an incredibly supportive staff and administration, but still. I am working my butt off.
It doesn't help that I got straight into Pollyanna mode at the beginning of the year, saying yes to two projects I love so much that there was no possible way I could turn them down:
1. The Future Problem Solving component of the Academic Team
2. Drama Club
But I really couldn't let either of those activities happen without me, so I guess I'm in the best of all possible outcomes right now. It just also happens to be the MUCH busier of the two.
For those who don't know, the Future Problem Solving Team is a team of four kiddos, given a possible future problem to which they must brainstorm a solution. IT IS SO COOL. If you're a complete and total nerd like me, that is.
A possible problem could be workplace rage on the rise due to the increasing use of robots in multiple industries in the year 2031. Students would come up with 16 possible problems that would arise from this, such as economic breakdown or an increase in domestic violence. Then they would determine the main, underlying problem causing all the problems - such as workers feeling insecure and disgruntled about possibly losing their jobs . Then they would brainstorm 16 possible solutions to the underlying problem, such as site-based counseling committees aimed to intervene when a worker feels unstable. After that, they develop their own set of criteria by which to chose their best possible solution, and plug their 8 best solutions into the approval grid to narrow it down. And finally, FINALLY, after all that, they create a detailed action plan - paragraphs of well-thought-out and researched suggestions - that will alleviate this future conundrum that may or may not ever happen.
To many, that sounds like pure and utter torture. To me, now and back when I was in middle school, this is heaven.
Perhaps it was an intricate escape from the turmoil that was my home-life. Perhaps I preferred to live in a the future rather than face my unstable present. Perhaps it was a ridiculous excuse to keep hanging out with my ex-boyfriend, for whom I still carried a torch.
Or maybe it's just that I've always loved digging myself out of complicated situations. Hmm...
Although I haven't posted in a while, posting has been on my mind. Driving to work (yes, New York friends, driving is part of my daily life now), eating my 25-minute lunch, the 5 second lull when classes change, the quiet right after Stella falls asleep -- these are all moments I find myself fantasizing about what I should write when I have the "time and energy." I just have to face the fact that I'll never have the "time and energy." I just have to make it happen from time to time.
But here's what's been on my mind:
1. Toddler obsessions: Stella's two plastic whales that are her version of a security blanket (and the fear that keeps us up at night that we'll lose one or both).
2. Cliched but true working mommy guilt: why do we suffer from this so much more than daddies?
3. Public education: the conundrum to end all conundrums. My thoughts on how our current system is flawed, how I'd like to fix it, and how I'd like to personally thank George W. Bush for No Child Left Behind and the insane amount of testing that came with it. (Bet you'd like to know HOW I'd thank him, wouldn't you?)
4. How quickly I've acclimated to the comfort of living in KY: laundry and dishwasher in apartment, parking space, balcony, central air, nice people, accessible everything. How easily I've adapted, and how I'm not sure I could go back to Big Apple Living after all this.
5. What I do miss about NYC. And it's not just my friends, although I miss my friends tremendously.
So, blog, like exercising and calling my loved ones, I vow to get to you more often.