Well, it’s almost that time again. Four free weekdays left for summer vacation and it’s back to the school year grind. Bubba and I both go back on Friday, which is rather strange, but it’s the first day schools are allowed to start the year in Iowa.
Bubba is going to be in the 11th grade and I will begin my second year of being a para. Bubba is not wanting to go back to school, I’m right there with him. We’ve been so busy the past few weeks, the thought of having less time to do work that needs be done has been causing stress of it’s own.
This year I will be working part time, the school is allowing me and another lady to job share. We really didn’t think it would be given the green light, still trying to get it sunk into my brain. Have yet to be excited about it when I know I should be dancing in the streets…so to speak.
We had a meeting a few days ago to learn our new assignments for the year, learned of all the things we now have to do and are no longer to do and feel like there’s a noose around my neck. I don’t recall school being so restrictive in my day in various arenas. Will see how it goes.
Have talked with my Old Boy about it and will give it until November 1. Thankfully I don’t have to work and don’t have to stay if I’m miserable. Hopefully just being negative being I’m not ready to have to wear shoes all day again.