I'm Baaaack

Yes, it was the overwhelming fan mail and continuous nagging of my many fans, that has inspired me to return after a year and a half to cyber logging the daily routines of motherhood in the brain numbed burbs. Okay, it was only my Aunt Betty who inquired, so Aunt Betty, this is for you.

Just a little over a year ago, I was a Blackberry addicted project manager in corporate America trying to juggle it all. In the particular job that I held, I really felt I needed to be working sixteen hours a day to keep up, and still it seemed like if I didn't take on more and more work all the time that some single person or man with a wife at home would beat me out of the good projects and promotions. I melted down. I was considered a hero the entire time that I was at the company, but as soon as I gave notice the torture started. I went through over thirteen hours of exit interviewing. First, I was begged to stay, and when I declined it turned ugly. All politically correct, but yet the ugliness was there.

After being insulted in front of a co-worker by my boss yet again, my co-worker turned to me and said, "If you don't get up and walk to human resources and quit right now, I'm going to carry you there!" I packed and left the company the next morning. I had given a months notice, but left after two weeks of it.

This whole thing with Rosie and The View last week has brought back the experience. I've been a little sad, that was my favorite part of the day lately, watching The View on Tivo. I had never even really noticed Rosie before The View, and now, I'm really going to miss that show.

Boo, my five-year old graduates preschool this week. JJ has a year left in preschool. My kids go to a co-op preschool where the parents are the workers, and do the lessons, but it is still facilitated by a paid teacher. It's a great program, and has been great for Boo.

I started Boo in preschool, because in pre-K evaluation they said she should go an entire year before kindergarten. However, I caught her up in two months, and her reading is "off the charts for her age," according to her teacher.

I spent the last year dedicated to Boo's teaching, so I was very depressed after the pre-K eval. It was like my life was being wasted, and I was accomplishing nothing. I'm feeling better now. They really didn't understand her or her skills at pre-K. I've decided on a charter. It was the only school in my area that talked about character, leadership, and critical thinking . I was looking at it before the pre-K eval, so pre-K eval was a blessing, because it made me hold firm on my ideals. Although this school is about more than teaching to the state tests, I still have fantasies about sending her 2nd grade state tests to our public school that is very busy red shirting to protect their tier one status. I'll probably be so over it by then! :)