An Armchair Kind of Day

Right now, I'm experiencing one clear indicator that I don't have any studying to do...I'm sitting in an armchair at Starbucks! I know you probably don't think this is a big deal, but you have no idea how many times I looked longingly from my table, where I sat firmly entrenched with all of my studying accoutrement, to the armchair people. The armchair people are who we all want to be. They are the retired folks (like my Starbucks friend Stan) who come daily to work on their crossword puzzles. They are couples enjoying a day off together. They are moms and kids, and stay-at-home moms relishing a cup of coffee with a friend during preschool. The armchairs are reserved for people who are taking a moment to slow down. I am now one of those people, and that tickles me!

While I have finally managed to settle down and accept the fact that no, I do not have a paper due tomorrow, I am currently running in emotional liability mode. I've made no secret of the fact that I struggle with change. This is especially true if it's change that involves people I care about. So yes, I may have cried for no reason when I checked Connor into preschool this morning, knowing that next week is his last week, and our last week with the wonderful Mrs. Matzke. She was Kirby's teacher last year, and Connor's this year, and there is just no way to describe her without stringing a bunch of hyperboles together. Basically, she is the teacher by which all teachers will be measured for the rest of my kids' school careers. We all have one of those...mine was Mrs. Edelbrock in 1st grade.

In spite of my emotions boiling just under the surface, I'm having a great day. I got to attend Kirby's school mass this morning, where I heard him tell Father that he cleaned my car for Mother's Day (hmmmm....I guess the fact that I paid him 50 cents to help me clean the car the day after MD really left him feeling generous). It's always fun to sneak up on your kids and observe them when they don't know you're watching - and Kirby didn't know I was at the mass. I stopped by the school where I spent all year and picked up a sweet letter of recommendation that my six 5th graders wrote on my behalf (yes, it made me cry!), and got lots of hugs from students, and now I'm actually blogging with a chai tea in hand! Does it get better than this? Yes, it does...I'm picking up Connor and we're going to garden ("gard" as he calls it), take a nap together, then I have an interview that I'm really excited late this afternoon.

I'll keep you posted!