
Yesterday, Julia had two online class meeting and unfortunately we missed a third one. They were all set up the day before and if a student hadn’t checked where teachers usually post assignment, the student missed meetings. These pre-class meet ups feel random but we in pre-schedule days. It feels chaotic, hit or miss. I want the schedule, the instruction book, some thing sure. We are riding the waves like surfers and I happened to want to walk the well trod path. Possibly paved.
At the beginning of the week, I cleared my google calendar. Julia glanced over at my computer and was appalled at what I was doing-wiping away school dismissal times, my HILR classes, her cello lessons, spring break travel plans, the school musical, etc. We needed a calming talk to ease her mind. Then, I added new appointments, mostly on zoom, and there is no pattern. Not yet. Almost immediately there were conflicts—why does everyone, meaning 3 groups, want to schedule meetings at 1 p.m. on Thursdays? I need the calm talk right now. We will miss appointments/classes/meetings. And with gentle pushes forward and some long steady breaths, it will work out. Continue reading


We are proceeding slowly through our day.

And it is only Thursday.
This may be the longest I’ve gone between blog posts. Time slides sideways; old challenges simmer; new ones poke their heads out of cold dirt like cheeky snow drops.