Spring cleaning on a whole new level...

Ok. So we are getting ready to sell our house, right? Who knew that we had so much junk! I have been cleaning and cleaning and cleaning and throwing away things and cleaning some more and fussing about not having any help and cleaning. I have become the "cleaning hag" at my house because there is no way that I did all of this work just to have some kid (or grown up, for that matter, right, honey?) come in and mess it all up. I don't think I ever really appreciated the work that my mother put in to keeping a clean house until now. It is such a work in progress all of the time.

Well, back to the grind.

I not a baby; I a big girl

These are the words I hear almost daily from my child. She just turned three yesterday, and she is the most strong-willed person I have ever encountered. She will not let me help her do anything - tie her shoes, put on her clothes, walk up and down stairs, you name it. I really miss the days that I could hold her hand without a fight, rock her to sleep, feed her mushy baby food and play games that only involved putting my hands in front of my face. If I feel this horrible when she's three, what am I going to do when she is thirteen? Ok. Just the thought makes me put my hands to my face and scream that Home Alone scream from back in the day...

Teen Domestic Violence

Yesterday, my chapter of my sorority had a conference for teens on domestic violence. It all started when one of the members of the youth group told me that one of the other young ladies had a boyfriend that was hitting her. I really didn't know how to broach the subject with her or with her family, so I thought maybe we could go the educational route. We had a speaker from a women's shelter, a psychiatrist, and two counselors speak to them. Overall, it went really well. The young lady that I was/am concerned about was there, and she seemed to be paying attention (except when she was trying to text message under the table...). I do worry that if she doesn't come to realize her worth that she will get deeper and deeper into relationships with abusers, but the speaker yesterday said that the person has to be ready to leave or there isn't much you can do except offer your support.

Life is Funny

I know that God has a sense of humor. A month ago, I found out that my current department head was leaving, and I was telling a friend that I would never take it. Well, guess what? They asked me to do it, and not only did I accept, I accepted quickly! I hope that I haven't gotten myself into anything horrible. I have been praying about it since they asked me. I hope that I will show confidence, even when I don't feel that way.

Dark O'Clock

I can't believe it, but I was up at 3:30 this morning. Why? I have asked myself the same thing. I was invited to become department head at my school. A lot of people have faith that I can do it, but I'm not so sure. One thing that I am not very strong in is telling folks what to do. I don't know that I can do that. I feel like people should just do what they are supposed to do. That's what I do. Well, I guess I just wanted to vent for a minute.

Life is interesting...

Well. Where do I begin? It is almost the end of the school year (hallelujah!) and several people are fleeing, oops I mean leaving, my school for a new high school in my district that will be opening in the fall. At times, I wish that I were going with them. I know that God has a plan for all of us, and that I will be where I am supposed to be, but sometimes I wonder if I am making the right decisions. I had a talk today with our district's assistant superintendant, and she encouraged a friend of mine and me to pursue our degree in administration. I am sooooo not interested in being an assistant prinicpal, but I am interested in working at the district office one day. I am not crazy about going back to school and spending all of that money to do so, especially since I already have a master's degree, but, from what I hear, I will need it to advance. I guess I'll pray on it...