Pillow Fort

I’m almost there. I need to get through today’s two contentious (probably) meetings, a field trip to Petco Park, and two more classes of kids who are checked out and mentally already on vacation before I can come home and collapse into a 9-day pillow fort for which I’ve already checked out two books from the library in preparation. In reality, I have some shit to grade and some doc appointments and a whole bunch of family and food requirements, plus household crap that hasn’t been getting done, so it’s not very realistic to say I can be in that pillow fort for 9 days, but it would be nice if I could, eh? I’m tired, I’m still sick (2nd virus), and I need a break. We all do. The kids probably do too, but since a ton of them lost their minds two days ago, I guess December will be a shocker for them. Woo hoo!

So I’m rallying up all my bitch witch energy to get through today. I have absolutely no desire to tour Petco Park, but it wasn’t my choice and I’ll try anything field-trip-wise once. The Midway is not my favorite either, but I got into it. Less the military part and more the ‘everyone has to live in this contained space’ part. Plus the planes are cool. And you get your steps in. I wouldn’t PAY to go there, but hey. I don’t pay for field trips anyway. They’re just glad I’ll go.

I’ve come home from school every day this week pretty much right after, exhausted and sick. I slept Monday after school. The rest of the days, I just collapse on the couch with my tea and a book for a while until my sinuses clear a little bit and then I trace. So I’m close to done with the tracing…still…but not done…in fact, I could probably post the same tracing Wonder Under pictures in here every day and you probably wouldn’t notice.

I made it into the tree the other night. Trees are a pain. It’s my fault for drawing all these long interlocking bits and details.

Every time I do it, I swear at myself a little bit. But I have about 150 pieces left. So that’s good. Finish all the tree bits, trace the space cat and the spaceship, and I’m done. So maybe tonight? Tomorrow, I have to clean the girlchild’s room; she’s driving down from San Francisco to spend the week. Always good, although a bunch of work to get there. Hoping I have the energy tomorrow to do that.

I have two pieces at Citrus College in Glendora right now, part of the California Fibers’ show Over Under Over.

I’m not sure when I’ll be able to see them, because the gallery is usually only open when I’m teaching.

Which kind of sucks. The opening was midday earlier this week. I did not make it.

Sareytales remade Goodnight Moon about the current state of affairs.

It’s a little too real.

You can find her on Instagram.

OK. Ugh. I really don’t wanna do today. I had to buy a clear plastic purse, like when you go to concerts (I usually shove everything in a ziplock bag, but I need food and meds for this). One teacher was like, it’s only 90 minutes…well, it’s not, if you count getting all the kids ready, lining them up, getting them on the bus, riding the bus, coming back, repeat all the steps. It means I can’t eat from 9 to 1:10, and that’s too long for me and my recovering body, which feels like crap and doesn’t feel like eating most of the time. I’m trying to get today’s breakfast into me right now, and it’s like, nope. Don’t want it. Move on. Ugh. Frustrating. I wish I could just show a movie when I get back, but so many of my kids didn’t finish the academic thing yesterday. It’s mindboggling that they need a full 51 minutes to write 4 sentences. Sigh. I seriously watched some kids sit there for 15 minutes and not write a single word. So checked out. OK. Well. Grades, y’all. Grades. I’ll grade these after break. I’ve been trying to force myself through the last academic thing and I just can’t deal with it. I don’t have the brainpower either…sick self. I’ve been doing the easy stuff and leaving the harder stuff for when I have more mental space. Whenever that might be. Thanksgiving Break is never really stress free…there’s always a ton of school stuff to do and then all the family stuff on top of it. So if I can just pillow fort a little bit, that would be good.