This is the first day of our dystopian world that has
felt…OK? Not side-splittingly horrendous? But only starting in the afternoon
when the ACA repeal failed, and only after a night of horrible sleep caused by the knowledge that republicans sincerely hate most people, but especially poor
people and women. I mean, I know there
are worse governments out there, but we’ve got to be the bottom of the
post-industrial ones, right? Every day
since November 8th has felt like a peek behind the curtain at the
intestines of our country, and they are so very rotten, split open by bird
bones and rocks. At least that imagery
gives me pleasure, because our world crisis certainly does not.
I’ve got a few months left of work and class until the
summer and I could not be more excited.
I will be half way done with my coursework, which has been a real
challenge to pull off, as I have mentioned before. But half-way is on the downward slope, and I
can handle one more year, even if it means I won’t be able to blog (or read, or
craft, or spend all evenings with my family, etc. The finishing a degree as an
adult struggle is very real). One of the
most ironic parts of this whole experience is how, in the pursuit of more
freedom and leisure, one must give up most of their freedom/leisure (though
temporarily). I am told
what to read, and what to write about, and where to be several nights a
week. As a person who has been in the
working world within the field of education for 10 years, I find this very
off-putting. I wish there were a more
innovative way to change roles in the education world, rather than doing more years
of school. It seems like for most jobs,
you just do a few months of training to learn how to take on a new role in your
field. In education, you are required to
take two years of classes. At the end of this, I will have taken 4 years of education classes....to be a teacher and a school psychologist. For two fields desperately in need of people, they sure don't make it easy.
It’s strange that I can’t point to any note-worthy events of
the past several months. I’m out of the
blogging routine, so I don’t commit to memory funny things, like I might if I
had time to blog. I’d like to be more
regimented about it, but I still have about 40 pages of educationese to write
in the next six weeks, so I probably won’t have the mental space until
June. C'est la vie.
Anyhoo, both boys had birthdays this winter. Theo turned 5, and Charlie, 2. I made some birthday crowns. I am particularly proud of the Pokemon one for Theo. We went to his school and did science experiments with his class. It was a great day--even better than a party, I think, because everyone was there and we stayed for the whole morning. We took a long Poke-walk in the evening and ate Indian food (his choice!).
Charlie's birthday was a little more low-key. We ate cake and sang to him
These guys really like each other--a fact
that warms my heart daily.
They like playing together, laughing at each other, and
generally being pals.
They held hands in the car on the way home from the store this
week, totally of their own volition.
I went to the Museum of Tolerance on a school field trip,
which required me to share a room with another person and get home at 2 am, two
details that I roundly hated, as I am a 40 year woman with two kids.
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