One [fill in the blank] week
That lawn not mowed in two weeks now. The pool in need of shock. The front lawn, now a tangle of spurge and flowering grasses so thick I worry that my reel mower won't cut it. This week has been a blur. Both of us were teaching every day. The kids were attending Art Camp downtown. We piled into the car every morning at 7:45, me to school, Maxim, Noah, and Marcela to the Art Center. I taught class from 9:00-12:00 and then graded and prepared for a new class the next day. I took my class on several field trips around the city this week. We also (the class and I) talked about the geology of Pinellas County and systems as a way of understanding the city. Marcela helped 5-12 year olds from the middle-upper-crust of St. Petersburg sketch and assemble several thousand pieces of art, a job she came to enjoy more when she realized they only wanted 'camp' not 'school.' Maxim and Noah each made a dozen or so pieces of their own, which they toted home in decorative bags yesterday. We piled back into the car each afternoon and returned home where the kids would swim or play while we assembled dinner and prepared for the next day without really recovering from the one just completed. Now it is Saturday and we sleep later and ignore the to do list that won't go away just a little bit longer. But we have much to do. Next week will be one of transition. The kids start school on Tuesday. Marcela has orientation for graduate school on Thursday. And I have another full week of field trips and classes. As an aside, I got nearly perfect student evaluations for my environmental history course last semester. That felt good. And now, to the lists...