I tried so hard to get up and get moving this morning, but after I got N up for school, I told him I was going back to bed. I told him to play on his ipod for half an hour, and then I'd take him to school. 45 minutes later, I did. Then, I hurried back home, threw on some clothes to do a quick workout while I studied for a test I forgot about, and headed to school.
On the way, I debated whether I should go to class and be a couple of minutes late, or go take my test, show up for 2/3 of the class, and then go home. I took my test. And I got a copy that had some of the answers circled already...and they were right! When I went to class, my professor seemed happy to see me, and I could tell why almost immediately.
Nobody was talking. Nobody was interacting...except the child who kept telling the professor how he should be teaching his class. I'm surprised nobody decked the kid...because I was definitely about to. Then, let's talk about the female in my class who sucks up her snot, repeatedly. It seriously sounds like...I can't even type it. I'm gagging, just thinking about it. Let's just say, it seems like something children would do regularly, not adults.
My professor announced that we would meet next week, and then we'd be off for two weeks for Spring Break and Good Friday. Then, he mentioned that he wasn't going to be available the following week, so that's 3 weeks in a row that we won't meet. After class, I told him my boys have Spring Break this coming week, so I'd see him in a month. He laughed, and said I could bring them to class if I wanted.
He's a baseball coach...or he was. He knows my boys play, so he's looking forward to talking to them. And the boys like going to school with me because you can eat Doritos and drink Sprite in class...and nobody cares! It's the simple things, really.
After class, I went home, and crawled into bed. I was exhausted. I fell asleep, and woke up to B asking me if I was sick.
Wait, what? B? Apparently, he forgot he was supposed to go to his dad's today, so he rode the bus home. After I tracked his stepmom down to let her know where he was, I started packing my bag for a night at the Oalmann's. Messy Wessy is still playing on his big boat, so I have a comfy spot that's all mine!
After a dinner of pizza/baked ziti/lasagna, I finished editing my homework while Aimee and Jack watched Mulan. The big boys have been happily playing Xbox, evidently.
Speaking of editing homework...I submitted a paper this afternoon when I got home from my class, and within 20 minutes or so, I had an email from someone in my class. Since it's an online class, we never meet face to face, so in her email, she apologized if I found it offensive, but she had clicked on my link and read my paper. No worries. At all. She wrote this long email about how much she appreciated my paper; how she cried when she read it, and felt the emotions I expressed as well as her own. She was able to relate...and I think that's awesome.
It's why I do what I do.
Aubs
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