Woah, my last post was in January. I promise that wasn’t on purpose. I’ve just been extremely “blah.”
Why? Lots of reasons. Sometimes teaching can be very hard. Sometimes I don’t see the point of continuing on with it, but at the same time I am good at it. I used to love teaching but I believe there was a lot of naïveté involved. I also had a lot of people around me that encouraged this. So when the veil came off, as it were… well. I just finished my 8th year. I finished an I’ve made decisions.
That’s it really. I can’t afford to not do these three things this next year. The rest of the things I worried about this past year can bite me. I ain’t doing/thinking about/giving power to next year.
The next thing I kind of strong armed us into is…
WE’RE GOING TO DISNEY!
If you were told, and I’m not sure if you were, we promised CDubs we would be going to Disney during the year that he turned 5. Well we butted it right up to the end there but sometime during the holiday season we will be driving down to FL and taking two days at the park! I’ve never been. CDubs is still at that magical age, and I know he will have such a good time.
I’ve heard why going at that time is bad, and why it’s good. I’ve been told a lot of things and gotten such good advice. I’ve also gotten rude, disrespectful comments, assumptions about our finances and all that.
I think I told everyone that I have 3 jobs? I had two school jobs this past year and then of course TUPPERWARE! So while I’m not rich, the money for the trip is being drawn from the “extra income.” But even if it were not, the nerve of some folks, you know?
I mean my mom has even said, “he should be 10 when you go,” yet they never took any of us to any Disney park… so I am not sure where her information/experience is coming from.
Now. This is our first trip. This trip is 100% about CDubs. We will be going on all the little rides. We will be meeting all the characters. We will be getting autographs and pictures. We will not be doing anything us adults want to do. It’s all about him.
We love everyone but this first trip is for him, only him and we three. I know when my family discovers that we are doing this trip, there will be some that scoff at what we’ve planned, or well meaning folks that want us to change what we are up to, and may even want to tag along but for this one an only time will it definitely just be us. Besides that being all we can afford, when we add more folks there are more expectations, more need to allow for others wants and wishes and that’s normal. That’s wonderful. The second time we go I am GOING TO HARRY POTTER WORLD. We will do meet ups and shows and rides on Space Mountain and all that jazz. But not this time. This time is for him.
Now being to articulate that, and hoping our families don’t think we are assholes, that might not go over well. I will do my best to get them to understand our point of view.
But I’m excited. We have the meals, the photo plan (again this one and only time I want perfect beautiful professional photographs. I’m partially blind in both eyes. My pictures come out 1 in 3 shots. On the 2nd trip I can jack up all the photos), the Disney park bands…. I’m getting us family shirts for the two days at the park. Maybe not red and green but something cute. We are getting ears and we are just doing all we can and it’s just exciting.
We already made our first big payment and there… there flew the extra money I earned… and the bonuses from teaching Band… bye mulah….❤️🖤 ah well it is worth it!
Now the title of our post, though I suppose Ariel does indeed fit into Disney and the trip quite well. No you see, I have taken the time to gut my child’s bedroom. I didn’t ask him this time what to keep. I am the one that plays with him the most. I know what he ignores. Four, 13 gallon trash bags of toys, stuffed animals, and happy freaking meal toys are gone to the thrift store. I moved the layout a bit, moved Ryan’s old kid table upstairs and his Pirates sports locker (thanks to Ryan’s parents who save a lot we have what we need for CDubs), took out the chalkboard and the only thing in the toy box are the tiny Calico Critters and their minuscule pointy objects and homes. I took half his blocks, my son had 5 containers of various building blocks and paired it down to 3. I took all of the baby books I had no idea were in there, three 27 gallon bins full of books to go to the attic…
I have dreams of giving CDubs’ children a library: “Congratulations on the birth. Here are literally hundreds of books. Read to your child. Now.”
And then I took his old tiny art box and upgraded it to this huge one. I bought him new colors, the white paper he has been asking me for, new construction paper, pencils, a drop cloth for the floor, I mean… this kid has an art studio now. He said he wanted to be an artist so, here you are baby boy! His stuff is neat. I love his hand drawn stuff but here is a digital piece:
It’s a house… or a rocket… or you know something freudian.
I mean all parents think they have a little Picasso. I get that, but there is no reason he can’t learn as much about art and pursue that as a career if he wishes when he is older. Right now it’s easy. Later there will be lessons if he’s serious.
Anyway, I digress. Then I attacked all of the bathrooms with a foaming peroxide spray that made me gag and scrubbed the blasted baseboards (no baseboards in the next house. Ceiling molding, sure. Baseboards and cat hair together just super sucks.).
I’ve washed the shower curtains new again, (if your washer has an agitator load up some towels a bit of bleach for germ killing and wash on warm, the inside plastic curtain and the other one will be quite clean. I figured that out when I was a kid! Works pretty well and we don’t buy new curtains… ever. Unless like I guess they got stained with mildew?) and lifted vent covers and you know, just done a bang up job of erasing the last 10 months of general neglect from those areas of the house. I mean it’s been okay but this is like blinding white, smells like chemically goodness, clean.
Confession time. Because of the hoarding nature of my parents home, the more crammed and cluttered my house is, the more anxiety I have. Bleach, cleaning sprays, and soap like smells they calm me.
I hate to clean cause I’ve got things to do but man I will happily stand outside after I am done and bask in the smell… which probably isn’t healthy… but I’m getting older so it’s the little things in life, right?
I cleaned out a closet which… isn’t clean but it’s lost about 1 bag of stuff we just didn’t need.
Next is the linen closet/tool closet (apartment living so no garage? Store it with the linens. It’s not like we have a lot of rooms anyhow!), the master bedroom (fancy, lol), going through my closet, hallway, stairs and then…
Is anyone helping me? Well, Ry is going laundry and the romance novels as rewards are helping. So there is that.
By August I plan to be 100% done and doing my best to maintain. CDubs is going strong on day 3 or 4 of keeping his room clean. He earned his rock badge for cleaning up after himself this week:
and he is excited to do another badge the next.
Which brings me to my next big thing:
I just bought two clear backpacks on Amazon today, big old writing pencils, (the fat ones. My son is a lefty and he needs all the purchase he can get! -Did I use that right, I’m trying to expand my vocabulary.) a pencil box, and I already got him a shark/pirate themed lunch set for school.
All I need is that class list and I am ready! I hope he is. He told me he doesn’t want to learn to read. I told him that I will always read to him even if he learns, so don’t worry. We will see how it goes.
I think that’s about all my updates! Thanks for reading this long but fun for me to write post! I hope to get back into blogging again! Here’s hoping for some stability in that as well!