This coming from someone who hates running. Fails daily to complete any form of exercise (unless my trainer is there bossing me around). It's kind of like childbirth: once it's over and your baby starts becoming a toddler, baby fever sets in and you forget how horribly painful the whole process was. My body is sore tonight, but I actually want to do it again. Maybe next month. Maybe every month! This was incredible. I feel amazing.
Of course I'm using the term "race" rather loosely. It was my first 5k. I walked more than I ran, but I gave it all I had. Even though it was 90 degrees, humid, and hilly, I love that I did this. Maybe tomorrow I will come down from this high, but at this moment I'm eager to continue down this path. I actually searched for other races in which to participate. Crazy.
...because I couldn't come up with a more clever title for this post.
That's right. The kids returned to school this week. On my birthday. It was a nice treat for me. Isaiah won't start back until the 18th so he is still hanging around, bumming PBJs. The drastic change in schedule is wreaking havoc on my body. I'm so tired - physically and mentally. The kids seem to be managing it well. They wake up on time every morning and don't behave as if they are sleep-deprived, so they are miles ahead of me.
The most challenging factor about this school year is transportation for Andre. Due to behavior/maturity factors, I enrolled him in a K-6 rSTEM academy rather than sending him off to middle school. While I'm thrilled that we have this option, as I believe it's the best solution for him right now, getting him there and back requires a significant amount of effort. There is a special STEM bus that picks up at a nearby elementary school, but using this option causes him to arrive late and leave early from school. I also found out yesterday that we would have to sit in the car rider line at this other school just to drop off and pick up. Not ideal considering I have to meet Adriana at the bus stop at the same time.
I've been driving him all the way to school. This works out ok because I can drop her off super early and still drive the 15-20 minutes to his school before the tardy bell. The afternoon is more difficult because they both get out at the same time. It is impossible to retrieve him and get back in time to meet her at the bus. The process requires two adults. One to pick up each kid. Otherwise one will just have to go to ASP. I hate doing that because I already have to pay for a sitter. It feels wrong to pay additional money for childcare that's already being provided.
On top of the transportation challenges and my tired brain, I had a birthday on Monday and my cat of 12 years died on Wednesday. Emotional roller coaster is an understatement. Next week will not be "normal" either. I have to go to Atlanta for two days and Miss Priss starts her dance season on Wednesday. Preschool open house is Thursday. I'm tired just thinking about it.
That's all for now...thanks for your empathy.
Well our trip has officially come to an end. Now we begin the uphill climb of Mt. Laundry. If I don't come out alive within three days send in the search & rescue team.
In all seriousness, though, we had a really great time. The kids saw places they'd never heard of or imagined. They met family and friends for the first time. There were plenty of recreational experiences, including giant swings, rides, games, midnight swims, fireworks, spray parks, and I think even a trampoline. Thanks to my activity binders they even learned quite a bit along the way.
Occasionally there was ice cream or Popsicles...
We represented our school (this wasn't planned!)
We bumped into an animal on the interstate and broke our car a bit. This guy helped us patch it up temporarily:
We looked at the space needle (too cheap to go up...maybe next time.)
Rode the monorail...
Sat on the pig at Pike Place Market
The swing was his doing too...
This bit of insanity...
Jumping on the bed
One of my favorite people. An amazing hostess, beautiful person, wonderful friend. The time flew by and I miss her already.
Now it's time to switch gears and get ready for school. Meet and greet is in two weeks and first day back is the next Monday (my birthday). At least I get to replenish my stash of crayons and spiral notebooks on the cheap.
Thanks to all of you for following along on our journey and sending words of encouragement. It means a lot to me. I'm sorry I didn't get to see everyone I wanted to. It was a busy time for work and that took up a huge chunk of my time in Seattle. But don't fret...my 20 year reunion is just two years away, so I'll see you then! And I'll be flying for sure. My road trip days are over, per husband mandate #417.
I am almost home! I have about 4 hours left which I will tackle tomorrow. We stopped for the night at a friend's house, arriving around 2:30 a.m. It's been a long day - all business. We didn't make any unnecessary stops at all. Potty, food, gas, and changes due to skipped potty breaks ;)
16 hours on the road and about 1,000 miles. The epitome of cray-cray.
Today we traveled:
Arriving in fair condition.
Driving in the dark in the rain. It was basically the only rain I saw the entire trip and it happened to be at night (when I'm blind) and this night (when I'm exhausted).
I have been terrified of hitting an animal ever since our initial driving day when I hit the dog/wolf/coyote/hyena thing. I have been particularly nervous about deer because there are always signs warning about them. Excellent warning sign but how do I avoid them?? In Wyoming and Montana the signs have pictures of big horn sheep, bison, antelope, and elk. As if deer weren't enough to be worried about. Tonight I actually saw one standing next to the interstate. He was sort of looking and waiting, as if he knew there would be an opportune time to cross eventually. I'm so glad he was still and not leaping in front of my van.
I guess I should mention kid behavior today. The offenses were directly proportionate to the age of the child. Andre started off on the wrong foot and went downhill from there. Adriana was a little rowdy at times in the car. And Isaiah was pretty normal, maybe even less antagonism than usual. I have to hand it to them, though. They travel cross country like professionals. Not too much whining and never did I hear, "Are we there yet?"