The Condition

If you can read this blog entry, then you can certainly come over to the deck around 4.

The Worker

I have a new job. I'm not a teacher anymore. I'm a literacy worker. The actual title is literacy coach, but I don't like that title, so I'm renaming my position. I get to stay at my school so I will still see the peeps. Very happy about that. All summer I've been excited about the new job, but today I'm a little sad. Because I'm not going out to buy the supplies. And some other reasons too.
I'm heading in to learn more about the requirements and expectations of my new position. It's just a 2 year gig because I'm getting paid with stimulus $ (thanks, Barack!), so I will be a teacher again in future. I'll keep you posted.

The Sunrise

I woke up at 4, which is pretty good. I've been working around the home, drinking coffee, and googling. I'm wearing a Pashtun scarf with my pjs, just to snazz up the outfit a little. This will be my most energetic time, so I am considering waking everyone up to join me for a coffee drinking/story telling session. I have a few extra scarves they could put on while we chat.

I don't want to waste this fleeting burst of energy, but to use it for good.

The List

The trip to the Pacific Northwest was extremely pleasant. Today I'm getting ready for a trip to Central Asia. I leave tomorrow and there are many things I must do to get ready. I think I can do this. The problem, as I see it, is that I am pretty tired today. Probably because I stayed up til the wee morning hours watching the best movie in the world for the 100th time. But hindsight is 20/20 and all that. I'm going to simply plug along. Won't be blogging for awhile, but I will be reading. So please help me out by commenting daily. That would really mean a lot.

The Journey

We're heading west for a few days. Seattle. Vancouver. I think it sounds like fun.

The Day

Tomorrow will be a good day of packing and kickbacking. Creating the workshop took much longer than I thought it would. And there were times when I questioned my sanity when I considered how long it was taking me. But in the end, I think it will be a decent workshop and I don't think I could have done it differently. Well obviously I could have, but does that need to be discussed at this point? I highly doubt it.

Tonight Husbandman got home from China. He bought us some cool sounding gifts, but he lost the bag of gifts at the airport in Hong Kong. That wasn't the best news I ever heard in my life, but I was so pleased to see him I reassured him that it didn't matter, and I was honestly speaking with honesty. He had to go to sleep pretty much right away because he had been up for almost 30 hours, so I'll catch up with him tomorrow. We have some tasks ahead of us, so I'm hoping he's rested as can be by sunup.

The Toast

Husbandman returns home in a few hours and I know everyone here will be thrilled. I've been remiss about offering the offspring food and drink made at the home site, but we've had some great meals out at dining establishments in town. When our bevvies arrived last night, Teendaughter called for a toast. I raised my glass and exclaimed, "I'm sorry for not feeding you guys."
We clinked glasses, but after drinking #1 son opined, "You know, an apology isn't typically used as a toast."
He's probably right, but it felt like something I had to say.