usually I'm an upbeat one in the house. this week, I just feel limited. it's not only the piles (and piles) of wash waiting to be folded , or the windows really needing to be washed before winter, or the last yellow maple's leaves all falling this week during the rain. or even that three of the four of us were sick this week.
I haven't done the readings that I have to write quizzes for (can you say big fraud as a teacher?) (this is compounded by book orders for next semester due already). my sabbatical application was returned with red ink all over it -- unacceptable plans. the rewrite is due Monday. I guess I just take out everything that has anything depending on other folks -- I'd put in alternatives and alternatives-to-the-alternatives since my ideas have to do with programs that I'm still waiting for answers to applications. I think part of my feet-dragging had to do with saying I've applied here and there; now if I don't get accepted, lots more folks have to know I'd applied. I'm also working on almond joy's financial aid application and feeling doom here too. what if she gets in and they say, oh yes, your parents can afford to pay $52,000 a year and we can't? (we can't pay $40,000 or $30,000 either, so it's just which impossible figure they might come up with?).
cheerful, eh? I'm off to her last swim meet. went to the hs play last night with ben t. he had been on crew but drifted off this last week -- too much standing around not knowing what to do -- and --wrestling started and not much gets between him and wrestling.
my sister's chemo starts Monday. we're probably not going down until Thanksgiving. I'd like to go sooner, in addition. we'll see.