Do you know who's going here next week.....?
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This girl! Yes, that's right, I am going to the Summer Teacher Academy next week! Excited? I think so!
I have been in such a funk for a couple of weeks, (Maybe I'm having a Blue Period like Picasso) and I felt like my creativity levels were nonexistent. This is NOT a good thing when people think you're going to have some really neat ideas for things. I was tapped out. I had begun to feel like a shadow of myself. It's probably more than just lacking creativity, but that was at least part of it.
I was so bummed when I didn't get into the Academy at first. They take the first 12 and I was somewhere around 13. (Yes, if only the US Postal service could have gotten my registration back quicker) I was worried about what other workshops I was going to pick up this summer, especially since I needed 20 hours in my subject area (Art). You try getting some fine art classes in rural Arkansas. It ain't happenin'! I was so looking forward to something fresh and different this summer, but had consigned myself to the fact that I was not going this year, but had a guaranteed spot for next year. I was on the waiting list, but didn't hold out much hope that someone would drop out, (Did I mention this is free of charge to teachers? No? Well, teachers never pass up a good freebie.) Imagine my surprise and delight when I got a call this afternoon saying someone had dropped out and I could have that spot if I wanted it. If I wanted it......pshaw, OF COURSE!
Oh, and to those friends who I told I was going to call or email all the other accepted participants to this Academy, just know it had nothing to do with me. I have no idea who is going, so I couldn't call them all and tell them they probably don't want to go to Memphis this summer because of all the snake problems and mosquito population explosion that follow severe flooding, (nevermind that MCA is in historic mid-town, not by the river), but whoever you are that dropped out, thank you. You may actually be partly responsibe for bringing my creative mojo back.
I have been in such a funk for a couple of weeks, (Maybe I'm having a Blue Period like Picasso) and I felt like my creativity levels were nonexistent. This is NOT a good thing when people think you're going to have some really neat ideas for things. I was tapped out. I had begun to feel like a shadow of myself. It's probably more than just lacking creativity, but that was at least part of it.
I was so bummed when I didn't get into the Academy at first. They take the first 12 and I was somewhere around 13. (Yes, if only the US Postal service could have gotten my registration back quicker) I was worried about what other workshops I was going to pick up this summer, especially since I needed 20 hours in my subject area (Art). You try getting some fine art classes in rural Arkansas. It ain't happenin'! I was so looking forward to something fresh and different this summer, but had consigned myself to the fact that I was not going this year, but had a guaranteed spot for next year. I was on the waiting list, but didn't hold out much hope that someone would drop out, (Did I mention this is free of charge to teachers? No? Well, teachers never pass up a good freebie.) Imagine my surprise and delight when I got a call this afternoon saying someone had dropped out and I could have that spot if I wanted it. If I wanted it......pshaw, OF COURSE!
Oh, and to those friends who I told I was going to call or email all the other accepted participants to this Academy, just know it had nothing to do with me. I have no idea who is going, so I couldn't call them all and tell them they probably don't want to go to Memphis this summer because of all the snake problems and mosquito population explosion that follow severe flooding, (nevermind that MCA is in historic mid-town, not by the river), but whoever you are that dropped out, thank you. You may actually be partly responsibe for bringing my creative mojo back.
Now comes the flurry of trying to figure out where everyone will go next week while I'm going. Chris may be gone a few nights, too, so I have to get a plan....on paper so everyone will know what everyone else is doing, because this talking Mom calendar won't be here. Even though we're out and about there is still livestock to be fed and plants to be watered. I'm just thankful Casey and Austin are old enough to do that and I won't have to worry.
So that's my exciting news of the day, and now I'm going to bed. I've had too much excitement, a "rally-in-the-fifth" t-ball game, and great news from MCA. I'm exhausted and I'm ready for bed. Good night!
2 comments:
congratulations!
That's awesome!
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