A New Week, A Dirty Wall

Monday already.  It's the last week of the girls' school, and a busy one at that!  Lovely has "Muffins with Dad" tomorrow for an early Father's Day treat.  I laughed (as anyone who knows S would) when I found out it begins at 8:35 a.m.!  Two field trips for Snugglebug, which I'm going on--one to the Louisville Nature Center and one to Henry's Ark.  I sub the other two day's for Lovely's class, which includes an awards ceremony for the school and early dismissal the other day.  Woo!  I'm already tuckered out! 

Speaking of tuckered out, I am finally getting my energy back.  Hallelujah!  And, I'm not nearly as bleck feeling as previously.  I've had several good days, actually.  In fact, I don't ever remember feeling this good during pregnancy with the girls!  So, other than getting up every 1-2 hours each night for the bathroom, I'm doing well! 

I'm in the process of cleaning the office (once again--it is my greatest nemesis).  I bought a crib & dresser/changing table Friday, both of which are piled up in my living room.  I'd like to get at least the dresser in the office and out of the way.  However, I discovered lots of little doodles on the wall, courtesy of my darlings.  Magic Eraser, I'm coming for you. 

I'd like to get a lot of projects finished this summer and maybe make a few gifts and a few things for the baby.  I never sewed for one of my own babies, so this will be new!  I'll probably take up the crocheting needles again as well, so I'll likely be glued to YouTube to refresh my stitches. 

I still have to plan my classes for the fall, but I haven't even received my teaching contract yet.  I'd really like to get the syllabi and class assignments out of the way, though.  I'd also like to take up writing again.  I hate to admit it, but I still haven't submitted my culminating project from grad school to any journals yet.  Fear of rejections rekindles itself.  It's difficult because although I was always told how wonderfully I write by my instructors and my CP advisor, I never get called back for any editing jobs and the two times I've submitted for publication = rejection.  I know there are a lot of wonderful writers out there, so I always feel lost in the crowd.  However, persistence is a requirement of the writing field, and so I must muster some dedication, drive, and thick skin.