You seem to be my most used gesture of expression lately. So much so that you'd think my palm's best buddy is my forehead.
Busy seems like the Word of the Year for me. The New Year started off with relay illnesses in my family, followed by my emotionally-draning week-long jury duty and subsequent weeks of back-to-back subbing gigs. Then this week arrived. It's not over yet and I'm already exhausted and down with yet another cold.
Two days ago, Dear Daughter had four events, all in a day, on top of school, and on a week day/night: early morning orchestra practice, after school spirit squad cheering for a home basketball game, violin lesson, and a district-wide orchestra concert at night. Violin lesson got the boot for the first time this school year. After I subbed for a full school day, I took Dear Son to his violin lesson while Dear Husband transported DD from cheering to concert. After dinner, we got home that night just before 10 PM. Yesterday, Dear Son had a school field trip downtown after AM kindergarten that lasted from noon until 6 PM. I chaperoned after I subbed in the morning, while DH drove DD to her violin repertoire class. After dinner, we got home at 8 PM.
I hadn't touched my computer in almost 48 hours. Am I setting the scene for excuses? Well, let's rewind a little bit.
On Monday, as I watched DS walk down the driveway to the bus, I had the nagging feeling that I had forgotten to pack something in his backpack. Sure enough, later that night, I realized that I had forgotten to turn in his field trip form (indicating child/chaperone attendance) so I had to email his teacher at about midnight. I had also forgotten to return DS' Book Bag Books that are due every Monday. And I hadn't turned in his monthly calendar homework since we just received the one for February, and I found December and January in his work pile.
Uh-oh. Three strikes on a Monday to start off the week.
I finally sat down and took inventory to see the big picture and to see what else I've missed.
- Homework. So there's DS' monthly calendar homework due at the end of each month (we're two months behind). Then there's his weekly homework packet due every Monday (so far so good on that one, miraculously). And DD's daily homework on top of her weekly Social Studies or Science homework due every Wednesday (a couple misses here and there on those). And both kiddos' Chinese homework due every Sunday (kind of can't goof that one up since I teach at the school, ahem).
- School Returns. Next we have DS' Book Bag Books that are returned every Monday (red alert sounded off for the first time this week). Plus DD's class newsletters that must be signed on Mondays and turned in on Tuesdays (couple of misses there; sometimes I sign it and put it in the "stay home" pile because my brain does not work before coffee, much). The kiddos have school library books that are due every Tuesday--thank goodness they are on the same day (a couple of late returns there, but the school library is very forgiving--whew).
- Library Books/Clubs (times two kiddos). Then there are library books due at our local area library whenever and all the time because we go there far too often and borrow way too many books. Let's just say the amount of late fees I pay to that library is a shameful pity. This library also hosts Kids Reading Clubs, where parents log the books children read during a certain time period for games and prizes (we've yet to miss a deadline, but that's because
I amthe kiddos are motivated by the promise of rewards.)
- Miscellaneous (times two kiddos). Of course, we have the occasional field trip permission slips and their option/choices of various trip aspects; sporadic fundraiser forms to fill out and return by so-and-so date; sometimes special school event participation form; or an intermittent "attach a check" for such-and-such fee form. These are the forms that warrant a special drive to school on my part if I forget (which I've done). Sigh.
- Reading Logs (times two kiddos). And, finally, the school has kicked off its annual Family Reading Program, where each child reads a certain number of minutes per day (depending on grade level), and logs the daily minutes read on a weekly sheet to be turned in
of course on a new dayon Thursdays. (I'm two for two so far on that one; two down, two more to go.) I have to be responsible enough so my kiddos can receive their weekly rewards, yo.
I feel like I am reminded everyday that I am getting closer and closer to being on the other side of The Hill. I have become so forgetful that it actually worries me what might happen to my brain in a decade. This morning I finished putting on my makeup just to realize that I had forgotten to put on foundation.
Now that's a first.
Of course, I had to remedy my forgetfulness. Prior to this, I had one alarm on my phone for School Library Books Due on Tuesdays. Yesterday, I put everything on my alarm and added
At least most of the time.
So, Dear Head-Palm, am I glad that Parental Report Cards don't actually physically exist. Because if they did, I would be receiving barely passing grades this term and reap the wrath of my kiddos. Ah, the irony of that! And I'm only touching on school-related forgetfulness in this post... I haven't even begun to mention all the other