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Insanity Update
Sep. 24th, 2010 08:22 am1. Cal Shakes production of "Much Ado About Nothing" rocked. So does HRJ.
This = recharging sanity and giving me a higher tolerance for insanity.
2. Odessy of the Mind, e.g. OM, (the after school program I was going to rearrange my entire life for so that Nicholas and potentially Evie could participate): You have a maximum of 7 kids per team and we had enough for 2 teams. Another parent and grandparent (within the same family) were going to co-host the 2nd team with me. As of this morning they have officially cancelled. So have several other kids. So... sigh. I have to believe that everything happens for a reason. They are down to 9 kids total, so the voting will be on Monday and they will turn away 2 kids. Super N is in if they vote him in. I told the coordinator that if he gets in, I'll take the required classes, get my TB shot, etc, and help the program (not to the crazy level I needed for a 2nd team, tho). But if he doesn't get in, then I need to use that time and energy on my own kids. She was very understanding. Who knows, maybe my offer to help out will have the power of swaying whatever behind-the-scene conversations happen.
This = less insanity
3. Miss E had her first basket ball practice last night. She was the only 2nd grader there and long term she'll be playing at a different school where they actually have a 2nd grader team. So ultimately both kids will have B-Ball practice after 6pm at 2 different locations, but I don't know which nights. Yesterday, though, she was running around with a pack of girls wherein Miss E only came up to the shoulder of the next shortest girl. From a distance they towered over her. They seemed to think she was cute, too... to me it seemed like they thought she was like a mascot. She asked me later why the were petting her hair and I suggested that they were impressed that she was the only 2nd grader brave enough to go out and play. She stood up straighter and smiled.
This = more insanity. (either different practice locations on same night or different nights cuz 2 different schools)
On the plus side, the althletic director already knows us because we did Track and Field last spring. He chuckled, said Super N would be on his team, and that Super N would hate him pretty quickly. I wouldn't count on that, though. Super N is really excited to have this chance to play. I made it explicitly clear to both kids that this was something special and life was easier for me if we didn't do it, so they are approaching this like the privlege it is. I am also going to warn Super N that the coach is going to challenge him to see how tough he is. Maybe I can prep Super N's mental toughness before he is running laps around the court next week.
More insanity...
My back was killing me this morning (same pain since Wednesday). Instead of going to gym, I soaked in hot tub with jets on it for 20 minutes at 5am. It was great while I was in there, but that only lasts until I get out. sigh. But there surely was a beautiful sky out this morning. Fo sho.
On the surface, it looks like my insanity scale hasn't budged, however in the grand scheme of things, NOT co-hosting OM has reduced my internal stress. All the other stuff we do is ultimately optional and unlike OM, other families won't rely on my sanity, just mine.
This = recharging sanity and giving me a higher tolerance for insanity.
2. Odessy of the Mind, e.g. OM, (the after school program I was going to rearrange my entire life for so that Nicholas and potentially Evie could participate): You have a maximum of 7 kids per team and we had enough for 2 teams. Another parent and grandparent (within the same family) were going to co-host the 2nd team with me. As of this morning they have officially cancelled. So have several other kids. So... sigh. I have to believe that everything happens for a reason. They are down to 9 kids total, so the voting will be on Monday and they will turn away 2 kids. Super N is in if they vote him in. I told the coordinator that if he gets in, I'll take the required classes, get my TB shot, etc, and help the program (not to the crazy level I needed for a 2nd team, tho). But if he doesn't get in, then I need to use that time and energy on my own kids. She was very understanding. Who knows, maybe my offer to help out will have the power of swaying whatever behind-the-scene conversations happen.
This = less insanity
3. Miss E had her first basket ball practice last night. She was the only 2nd grader there and long term she'll be playing at a different school where they actually have a 2nd grader team. So ultimately both kids will have B-Ball practice after 6pm at 2 different locations, but I don't know which nights. Yesterday, though, she was running around with a pack of girls wherein Miss E only came up to the shoulder of the next shortest girl. From a distance they towered over her. They seemed to think she was cute, too... to me it seemed like they thought she was like a mascot. She asked me later why the were petting her hair and I suggested that they were impressed that she was the only 2nd grader brave enough to go out and play. She stood up straighter and smiled.
This = more insanity. (either different practice locations on same night or different nights cuz 2 different schools)
On the plus side, the althletic director already knows us because we did Track and Field last spring. He chuckled, said Super N would be on his team, and that Super N would hate him pretty quickly. I wouldn't count on that, though. Super N is really excited to have this chance to play. I made it explicitly clear to both kids that this was something special and life was easier for me if we didn't do it, so they are approaching this like the privlege it is. I am also going to warn Super N that the coach is going to challenge him to see how tough he is. Maybe I can prep Super N's mental toughness before he is running laps around the court next week.
More insanity...
My back was killing me this morning (same pain since Wednesday). Instead of going to gym, I soaked in hot tub with jets on it for 20 minutes at 5am. It was great while I was in there, but that only lasts until I get out. sigh. But there surely was a beautiful sky out this morning. Fo sho.
On the surface, it looks like my insanity scale hasn't budged, however in the grand scheme of things, NOT co-hosting OM has reduced my internal stress. All the other stuff we do is ultimately optional and unlike OM, other families won't rely on my sanity, just mine.
