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Showing posts with label distance learning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label distance learning. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 6

Keep paddling or sink


12:52 Thursday 

I’m making jalapeño cheddar bread with the sourdough starter I’ve been brewing for a week. It’s on its second rise now. I have a couple Zoom group lessons in a while. I went to the store this morning and filled up the Tahoe with gas. I have some red potatoes in the crockpot with beef broth and pepper. I’ll mash them later.









Tuesday, May 5

CincodeMayo

11:10am. Today is chilly and rainy. Yesterday was a no school day and last Friday was as well. Now I just really don’t feel like doing these Zoom group lesson meetings today. Mostly only the good kids attend. The slackards generally don’t log on or do any of the alternate assignments we make available. I’m getting so frustrated and keep telling myself I’m doing my best and it doesn’t matter. I have 16 days left. Germ masks
Yesterday while surfing online I discovered that there is a job opening for Activity director at a community center here in town  so I filled out an application on zip recruiter and threw together some quick bullshit resume and attached it but at the end was a big long in-depth questionnaire. It took me forever. Anyway so now I’m officially “ hunting” for my next job / adventure. Mike has his tail in a twist over how much our income tax bill and property taxes are with his salary cut and my retirement. Next year our income tax will go up as I’m taking a lump sum from TRS rather than have higher yearly percentage Increases to my pension. I just figured I wouldn’t live long enough to recoup it so I want to make sure Mike has the house & car paid off and the remodeled kitchen but taking that lump will push us into a higher tax bracket. We’ll be eligible for the senior discount rate on property taxes in a couple years. Things will work out okay I’m confident. I’ll find another job. I’m not worried. 
Buddha fountain
For dinner tonight I’m making beef and chicken soft tacos with sautéed jalapeño, Serrano and poblano peppers, queso cheese and avocado and sour cream, yellow rice and black refried beans, salsa and chips.  I have margaritas in individual serving pouches in the freezer. We really love Mexican food. 
Mexican cookbook
10:08
Sarah said her dad has stage 4 colon cancer and has 8 nodules in his lungs, a blood clot in his leg and an aortic aneurysm . She said he has sallow skin tone, is weak and boney  and can’t eat. I have been crying off and on the past few hours. This will be so hard on the kids and grandkids. She doesn’t think he has too long. It’s really strange how life goes. 

Sunday, April 19

Getting through it

9:52 am Sunday

It get occasional waves of anxiety about this pandemic situation. I try to not be a total swamp bitch to my husband but sometimes I daydream about punching him in the mouth. I don’t think I could run fast enough to realistically ever actually do that. Well, maybe if he was sleeping. It is nice to have someone to cuddle up with and rub my feet at night though. I’m on my fourth cup of coffee so that may be adding to my being a little more cranked up.

Mike is, of course, watching the news. I’m so sick of the news I want to smash them all in the teeth with a hammer too. Of course I never actually act on these violent thoughts but at least I can visualize it. It’s starting to get to me how insensate and oblivious my spouse is. Our twenty two years together have been sweetly seasoned with me going away for a few days at least once a month. It has given our marriage breathing room.i did actually get out alone and go grocery shopping alone the other day and I was gone a couple hours. I really like driving especially in my new car. It’s so nice. 







We’re going to go over and see Mike’s mom today. We haven’t been over to visit her in over a month. Mike has been taking her to her immune therapy infusion treatments and there’s one coming up Tuesday. We video chat with her and keep in touch that way.

I got pictures of my puppy’s parents yesterday. 







Monday, March 30

Professional development

5:15 am Monday

Mike is sitting upright on the couch in the living room snoring loudly while the morning ABC7 news jabbers away. I tried to get him to go back to bed and he answered me but he’s pretty zonked out. I’m always amazed how he can fall asleep anywhere any time. Weirdly amazing.


So today I have an online meeting at 8 followed by seven online technology training sessions. Honestly it’s all kind of a blur. In reality I’ll probably only use a couple different apps. I only have 7 weeks left and the other teacher wants to be in charge of our fifth and sixth grade students so I’m just providing support and enrichment materials and going with the flow. I wish it was already over. Seriously.






Saturday, March 21

Saturday surreal feel

7:54am 

I am up and awake alone. The sun is bright and cheery and the house is silent except for the furnace noises. Mike was up during the night ( I’m not sure why) but he came back to bed as I was getting up so I’m not bothering him. Our bedroom is huge and when we close the blinds it’s like a big dark cave. I only sleep late a couple times a year if I’m sick. I am morning girl.
So now I’m starting to panic over our school district’s requirements for distance learning. There are all these apps and software colleagues are utilizing that I don’t know how to use and I only have a few weeks left before retirement ( supposedly unless this pandemic quarantine bullshit lasts all summer) so I’m not really motivated at this point to learn a bunch of new bells and whistles. I’ll just try to do my best. That’s all I can do. 

My stepdaughter Shannon, her husband Justin and their new son Jackson 



I’m trying really hard to stay grateful and positive in these very trying times. Mike’s mom went for her tests to map the exact pinpoint location of her tiny brain tumor so they can zap it with one blast of radiation. After that she’ll be getting immune therapy for her lung cancer. Mike’s sister took her for the tests yesterday.
I am still getting no communication from my oldest daughter. I have talked on the phone and texted my granddaughter. I pray everything will resolve. I still don’t know what happened to cause her to shut everyone out.

It’s been so weird this week with us both being home. It’s weird when we go out to the stores as many of the shelves or entire aisles are bare. And no one strikes up a conversation. I guess everyone suspects everyone else of being contagious. When I go for a walk in our neighborhood no one is out and it looks like a ghost town. The Tv is all news about the latest deaths or which celebrity has tested positive. I feel like we’re sliding into a Great Depression, so many out of work now. These are trying times. If it weren’t for Michael I would have jumped off the deep end.

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