We're in the home stretch---2nd grade is almost a memory. How did this happen?? AR Celebration Week was rough, I'm not going to lie. I've spent every day at school this month with the exception of 3. Maybe 4. As much as I love volunteering & being part of the school, this schedule is wearing me down. As was evidenced last Wednesday. It was Treasure Box day. And make up testing day, which meant the TB couldn't be in the library as it usually is.
No big deal, I put it on a cart & jokingly referred to myself as a candy striper & off I went, class to class. Well, not all classes are on the same schedule. Some have PE, some are at Art or Music. Some teachers like to go outside after lunch & not come back for 30 min. Some had kids testing in different parts of the school. And one wanted 3 of her kids to get their TB goodies at 2 pm as I was trying to leave, purse on shoulder, PTA checkbook in tote bag in hand. I was DONE. I was going home. But as I'm trying to give up feeling guilty about things I can't control, I found that I couldn't say no to these kids. And I couldn't make them wait until the next day. And I can't control that their teacher didn't call the library to find out if I could come down to her class. And since her kids have emotional issues, they're not allowed to walk down the hall to the library on their own.
And while that's not my fault, I can't say no to these kids.
So, I wound up crying in the PTA closet. But they don't need to see that. They need a smiling face. They need to be treated like the other kids. So I got my proverbial crap together & brought out the box. When I got home I lost it. Completely. Crying, couldn't talk, collapsed on my bed & took a 2 hour nap. I was beyond exhausted. I was so bone achingly tired.
Thank goodness I have Hunter by my side. He took care of Sunshine & let me be alone in our dark, quiet bedroom to rest.
The rest of the week (Hair/Face Paint Day & Dunk the Principal/movie day) went well. I was better rested & had fun those days. Our principal is such a good sport. Not all principals would agree to be dunked by 100 kids & teachers. I took advantage of the situation & let the teachers buy chances to dunk Mr. S. We raised around $85 which was great. It wasn't a lot, but it's something.
Sunshine's play was so cute. I've seen some of their rehearsals & I'll admit, I didn't know if they'd get it together in time. She (and the other kids) did such a good job---I may or may not have teared up a little at the beginning. This is my baby on the stage, people!!
And so we find ourselves in the last week of school. Yesterday I was able to avoid going to school & spent the morning shopping for bathing suits. Our pool is open & I'm in need of suits as mine are a few years old. With all the time we're there (4-7 days a week), I need several options. And I'm convinced that men design these things. And, I'm notoriously cheap when it comes to bathing suits. Why am I paying $200 for a suit? A handbag? Of course. A coat? Sure. A piece of lycra? Come on now!
Today the outgoing president & I took a student to the school district's clothing bank & that was it. Okay, we got ice for some coolers for the 5th grade's yearbook signing party & we handed out a couple year books. That was really it.
Sunshine & I hit the pool after school with some friends & managed to get home in time for dinner.
Tomorrow is her awards ceremony--- I know she's getting at least one as we received a little invite letting us know. We'll see how she fares--she's worked hard this year & it's nice to be recognized for that.
Then it's Thursday (5th grade graduation--I'm helping set up/decorate & serve refreshments) & then it's the last day of school.
This weekend? Pool, general laziness & sweet, sweet summer vacation!
