Last month, I began taking a TESOL (Teaching English to Speakers of Other Languages) course. During the summer, my job offered to pay for the class for any employees who were interested. I was a little apprehensive. I’d never considered taking the course on my own, I hadn’t been in a school setting in over 10 years, and I wasn’t looking forward to the work. However, it was free 99 and something that could help me with my current job and future employment. So, I was ALL in! The class spread out over 6 weekends, 8 if you include our two free weekends worked into the schedule. Hubby has been great with taking care of RJ, the dogs and our home while I hit the books. I’m learning a lot and already applying it to work.
I’m over being on the PTA at RJ’s preschool. Taking this course hasn’t helped with my motivation to be involved. I’ve been on the board since RJ was 8 months old. We’re now approaching his 4th birthday and I think my work here is done. I agreed to serve this year and I will, but that’s it. I’ll help out next year, but it will be when I want to, not because I have to. Besides, I’ll need to rest up next year before RJ hits elementary school.
Thanksgiving is fast approaching. My extended family’s chariot turned into a pumpkin several months ago. So, I’m thinking we won’t be getting together as we have the last several years. Don’t cry for us Argentina, I’ve truly enjoyed the togetherness these last few years, but at its essence and for as long as I can recall, my family has been dysfunctional. It’s unfortunate, but I it’s our truth. That being said, at this point I have no idea what we’ll be doing for Turkey Day.
Our dogs were put on a diet by their vet. We’ve reduced their food intake from 2 cups/day to 1 cup/day. We supplement the loss with carrots, as many as they want. Well, the dogs are DRIVING US CRAZY!!! The smaller one, Bailey, is the worst. She’s always been the greedy one, but now you’d think we were starving her. I can’t step into the kitchen without her being two steps behind me, I also can’t eat a carrot without her looking like I stole something. They’ve started stealing and eating paper, tissues, toys, etc. Last week I was distracted while talking to a neighbor and Bailey ate Brooklyn’s poop! WTF?! I swear if I didn’t love them, they would be heading to the humane society. I’m seriously considering screwing the diet and saving our sanity.