I’ve been taking a Content Brew class over at Momcomm. It’s wonderful and I highly recommend it. I’ve gotten great ideas and feedback and now all I have to do is implement it with my blog.
The Spare’s allergies have really flared. The Patriarch is doing some reno on the back bedroom, soon to be TV/family room, and all the microdust particles from the sheetrock taping and floating process is doing a number of him. He has a HEPA filtered air filter in his bedroom but I feel terrible when he’s sneezing and coughing. He’s due for his every two week allergy shot this weekend, but I think I may have the Heir take him over after school tomorrow.
Speaking of school, both boys started full time this week. I officially have a high school senior and an 8th grader. So we will be attempting to get one kid into college and one kid into high school. It will be nothing but applications this year.
The Heir usually rows both Fall and Spring season but elected to not sign up from crew right now. We are going to focus on getting him a job, getting him into college, and he will row in the Spring. He admitted that he couldn’t do everything he wanted at the same time and this would have to go. I think it’s easier for the kids in his rowing club who go to public school. It seems as if they have an easier load than the kids at the Catholic schools. The Heir is in all AP classes which require dual enrollment at the community college. He’s a strong B student but I think without rowing he could be an A student. It’s nice to see him maturing.
The 8th grade is all about confirmation. We had to pick a sponsor and I must admit that I decided to go with someone who had been born and received all their sacraments in our parish so that I wouldn’t have to deal with the drama of obtaining sacramental records. I’m lazy like that.
The first week of school is always tough on everyone in the house. Everyone goes to bed early and has trouble getting up. It takes about, oh 9 months or so to get our biological clocks reset for school. I must admit I can’t wait until the day everyone is graduated and I can just get myself up and raedy.
My thesis class starts in a few days. I’m totally freaked out. Mainly because it means that I actually have to write one and then if I’m not successful, how do I explain all the money and time I spent on this? It’s very nerve racking. How do I avoid this terrible feeling of performance anxiety? Any suggestions would be most appreciated.
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