Sigh..

Tomorrow I start workshop.
I hate that word. It makes it sound like I am going to make something like a picnic table or something.
I am NOT. I am going to sit on my arse in meetings all week while district people get paid big bucks to tell me how hard they have worked on "new curriculum" this summer, which really is just so they can save their high paying jobs and not have to go back into the classroom and teach like we do because they are truly scared sh*tless of kids..but anyway, that's just me b*tching a little.

I am really sad to leave Maren for good at daycare and even though we had a trial run last week, I know now it's the real deal. I am glad that she is with Keegan all day and it is so cute that she KNOWS that's her brother and watches him like a hawk...especially when he's whining. Quit watching him so closely. Quit it!
It's reassuring that they're together.
But it's still hard.
Look, I know I can't be a stay at home mom. I watch my neighbor who doesn't work. She smokes on the deck. Works out at the Y. (How do you smoke AND work out?????? Doesn't that kind of negate each other????) And then sits on the deck again. I THINK she has a baby but I don't see it much....
How much better would I be, though..Drink on the deck..Work out (oh yeah right) shop on-line, watch the neighbor smoke..blah blah..
So I know I need to work, but no one wants to leave their new baby, it's just plain sad.
Tomorrow will be a hard day. I am ordering pictures of Maren as we speak to hold on to all day.
Here's the bright side. The day will end, and I will have a baby to come home to and rock...I still have lots of months of that to look forward to...