Keeping myself honest

This isn’t the world’s most exciting blog post, but hopefully by putting the list of stuff I need to accomplish online, I’ll be more inclined to get through everything and thus save myself the embarrassment of having my readers see what a terrible slacker I am. Here are all the things I need to get done this weekend so I can enjoy my Thanksgiving break without having a lot of stress nagging at the back of my mind:

Clean the bathroom, declutter the living room, dust the living room, dust the hall, dust the kitchen, declutter the bedroom, dust the bedroom, clear the kitchen table, put away dishes, clean the stove, clear the counters, do dishes, wipe down the cabinets, clean the fridge, sweep the kitchen, scrub the kitchen floor, wash a load of laundry, fold a load of laundry, wash another load of laundry, fold another load of laundry, wash a third load of laundry, fold a third load of laundry, declutter my computer desk, declutter my other desk, declutter my office shelves, declutter the office floor, dust my office, sweep the carpets, grade papers, record grades, plan the rest of my poetry unit, read the Lesson, work on my Hamlet unit, make a phone call, put together a packet of makeup work for a kid who doesn’t have Internet access, make a pouch for my school ID, make posters for my bulletin boards, design a seatcover for my classroom chairs, make pouches for our magnetic poetry kit words, and watch Kenneth Branagh’s version of Hamlet.

That’s just today’s list. Tomorrow, I plan to run the Route 66 Half-Marathon and watch the new James Bond flick.

We’ll see how much I can get done in one afternoon. The Branagh Hamlet is sort of a prize for getting through the rest of this with my sanity intact….




Mom sent me pictures of Hazel today. I like this one best.

Grace has more on her blog.

I’ll get to meet her (and shoot a ridiculous number of photos of her) over Thanksgiving break. I can’t wait to see Jamie’s reaction to his new cousin. The gap between him and Hazel is just a little bit longer than the gap between Grace and Oliver. Somewhere, Mom has a great photo of a very excited Grace, age 20 months, getting to hold her baby brother. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that those tiny kids are old enough to have kids of their own. It doesn’t seem like it’s been long enough.

In other news, during a faculty meeting this morning, we saw a couple of videos about how kids process information today and why they have absolutely no interest in most of what we do in class. I came out of the meeting with a couple of ideas to make things more relevant for them, one of which involved buying a Webcam so I can Podcast my lessons from time to time. We’ll see how that goes….