Less than a week til work starts

Alright, so as some of you many or may not know, I work as a nanny in the summertime.  The reason that makes sense to me is because the kids go to school and have after school programs during the rest of the year.  However, int eh summer time, just like me, they are on vacation from all of that.  However, parents can’t always take off for a whole summer to watch and play and enjoy the warmth of the season that permeates us with sticky Popsicles and running through sprinklers and simply just doing the things that we enjoy most.

That’s where I come in.

To be specific about these kids, there are two.  They are both boys.  One of them is four and the other is six.  They are fair skinned and blonde and have blue eyes, and often get mistaken for being my own children (which leads to very interesting stories).  They are good kids and I have known the elder one since he was 18 months and the younger one I have known since his birth.  They are like family to me and I am like family to them.

So I nanny.

What is a nanny?  What is it that I do all day?

I get my butt out of bed early.  I make myself breakfast and much needed coffee.  I grab my bag, my lunch, and any activities that I plan on doing during the day, then I walk.  Yes, I walk to work.  I do not have a license, I also cannot justify driving what is essentially five blocks away from my house to the house of the two boys I nanny.  However, once I get my license and am able to drive, I probably will do to the fact that then I will be able to take the kids places and we won’t have to walk everywhere which gets boring and tedious when it gets hot.

So I walk there.  I drop off my lunch in the fridge, talk to which ever parent is there about whatever until that parent leaves.  at this point, the four year old might be up already or might still be asleep.  If he’s up, he gets to pick what we watch or if he’d like to read a book with me or if he wants breakfast or wants to wait for his brother.  Usually, we end up watching TV and I end up relaxing a little.  If neither child is up, I get that precious time to drink some more coffee and read without constantly listening for accidents or worries.

Once they’re both up, I make breakfast and we play games or get dressed and go outside.  I am pretty much their play slave until lunch, in which I make food and then there is nap time.  After that little segment of piece, they are both at it again with video games or going outside or whatever we choose to do.  Then the parent comes home, I walk home and generally don’t move for a little while because I am so tired.

But the thing about this summer, rather than last summer is that now we have a pool membership.  I think this will be great because I love swimming and pools and just generally all things that are involved in those.  The boys love to swim and we now have a place to go outside of the house.  There will also usually be kids they know there which makes my life a little easier and I will get to stay in a bathing suit for most of summer, something I haven’t done since I myself belonged to the swim club.

That was a lot of ranting about my job, or well the general directions and applications of my job.

Did you guys I know I love my job?

Seriously, I do though.  I work in the summers, I get paid really well (I won’t go into details, but I can usually stretch the money I make in the summer time to make grocery trips for all of first semester and half of second semester.)  I get to basically hang out with little kids all day and sure, they do crazy things like run around in their underwear or steal from one another or decide (you will have no idea how long it took me to spell that correctly) that it should be play fight time and then I am subjected to running and hiding and shin kicks.  These kids though, they are like my kids.  I love them and getting to work with them every day is fantastic.

Enough sappy talk about me and my love for young humans.  Let’s talk about what I’ve been doing since school let out.

Sleep.  There has been a lot of sleep.  I am enjoying not having to wake up for any particular reason.  There’s been packing.  Since I am moving otu of this apartment and partially back home, partially into my boy’s new house,  I have been packing a lot.  My room is pretty bare right now and it’s  strange for me.  I have been taking walks and making food and watching youtube (so much youtube) and reading.  There has been an insane amount of reading.  I plan on reading more actually once I am done this post.

Today’s to-d0: pack more stuff, read more, go for a walk because it’s not too terribly hot out and I’d like to walk without sweating an inhumane amount.  I should also make lunch and run the dishwasher again and then read and write and put my sheets in the laundry machines so that they can be clean and lovely.

DFTBA everyone and I hope you all have a lovely day!

My cat is currently stretched out on my lap: post about laziness/productivity

Here I am on the first Monday that I haven’t had college classes, finals, meetings with my student teaching adviser, or homework to finish up at the last minute.  (I still need to send in a form…. shoot, should do that today as well…)  How have I spent my morning thus far?  I showered, had breakfast and a little cup of coffee, and have been sitting watching youtube videos, pinning things on pintrest, reading about the take over of tumblr via the demonic yahoo, and petting my cat.  She is currently the happiest creature in this apartment because I have no where to go, so she’s sprawled herself across my lap and is using my arm as a pillow.  Any time I move my arm, she gives me a look.  However, once I pet her, she is satiated.

What a nice thing it must be, to be a cat.  Her only expectations are to not poop outside of the litter box.  She get fed, plays, runs around, and naps all day long.  I feel like cats definitely have a good life.

Some days I wish i could be like a cat, not have to do work or various other things like make myself food or find entertainment.

The thing of it is though, I really like being me.  I like being productivity, whatever that may mean.  It could me finishing all my papers and lesson plans before the dead line or it could mean beating a couple levels of Arkham City on my next play through. (Anyone seen the Arkham Origins trailer?  IT LOOKS SO GOOD!)  It could mean writing in a story that I haven’t touched in a bit.   It could mean doing laundry and doing the dishes and packing.  Productivity is subjective to your goals.

Speaking of goals, since my posts have been sparse lately, I thought I might give myself a little something to do for the last eleven days of this month.  I’m going to do questionnaires.  I really like answering questions, I find it easier to start babbling when I have a topic to go off of.  So, there will be one, with a theme or some idea to it every day for the next eleven days.  ENJOY!

Also, in case anyone was wondering about what my goals for today are….

I’d like to put away the dishes (again, no one in the apartment puts away the clean dishes), run the dish washer with dirty dishes in it, do my laundry, paint my nails, play Arkham City, and make some healthy meals today.  For a super goal: I’d like to walk into town and wander around.  However, that is a goal that would take a bit as town is an hour walk.

 

EDIT ONE: SEVERAL HOURS LATER

I got done a lot of my to do list!  I put the dishes away, did laundry and folded it, painted my nails, played video games and made mostly healthy meals.  (My salad greens had wilted and I was super pissed about that.)  I also cleaned a lot of my room and that makes me super happy as well.  I am know headed out for a bit and am struggling with what to wear.  I think jeans and sneakers and a t shirt and a light jacket should be okay.

Cuddling: a syllabic poem

Night

Falls in

Slow, even

Sheets while you

Then I shower, clean

I accompany you

In sheets that are soft and warm

Once there, I squirm and you hold me.

In your arms, I feel safe and at peace

You wash away my worries with a kiss

While you press me closer to your heart

Beating, soothing, lulling, as my

Eyes close and I drift off to

the land of nod where dreams

are full of sunshine

and my heart is

full of love

and you

are

full of

me

Excitement

Good Morning!

It’s eight o’clock here and I have actually been awake since six.  Maybe because I was trying to convince my boy that his phone was an hour off and if he didn’t get out of bed, he’d be late for work.  Or maybe it’s because I AM GOING BACK TO PRE SCHOOL TODAY!

Now, for those of you who have only recently started following me, let me recap.  from September to December of 2012, I had a field placement in a pre school classroom not too far from college.  I fell absolutely in love with my students, and everyday I went there, I felt good about myself.  Now, around the end of September, my (then boyfriend) dumped me unexpectedly and I was pretty much at a loss for what to do.  There were a lot of people who helped me out at that time.  One of them was a blogger, a couple were my roommates, one of them was Call Me Maybe, another was Horsing Around.  I had so many influences that helped me get better and helped me become a better person.

One of the biggest ones was my pre schoolers.  No matter what was happening in my life, whether it be school or homework or social problems or boys, they were there for me.  Now, I don’t mean there for me in the traditional sense that they let me vent and talk and cry.  These kids always came in with smiles and hugs and they would take me away from my life and my problems.  It also helped because I could see the impact I had on them.  I watch a child who had trouble in social situations get better and make friends.  I watched them grow and laugh and learn.  It’s a beautiful thing, a wonderful thing.

I’m so excited to go back and visit them.  i get the feeling though that my heart will probably break when I have to leave today, but I don’t give a damn.  I miss my kids.

Feeling good

So today was interesting.

I went out with Azure to wander around town.  We had a great time.  We went into this little boutique and were trying on dresses.  The woman, this little Asian lady, saw that I had a small in this pretty lace dress.  She looks at me, pats my stomach, and says I might want the next size up.

First off, I’m all for comfort, but no one who doesn’t know my first name should be touching me.  Even then… Like on the arm is good.  The stomach?

Oh HELL FUCKING NO

And then she goes and insults me and my tummy.

So we left and I felt like shit cause Azure, she’s going to be bashful when she reads this, is gorgeous.  Like she models gorgeous, like men honked at us on the street gorgeous.

When we got back, we both put on dresses and took pictures.

I look stunning.  I know I’m gorgeous.  Sometimes I lose track of it.  Beauty is not just the skin you’re in.  It’s your attitude and optimism and happiness and life and pursuits.  I’m beautiful cause I can read in a dress and heels and look like a sexy bookworm!  I’m beautiful because I can love.

(I realize that my writing is not up to par, I’m tired and am jumping around a lot.)

Marching into March

Despite the healing knife wound on my finger (damn you bagel knife) I am doing really well.  I slept really well last night and even went to be early!  No by choice, I was cuddling and I was really comfortable and content and all of a sudden it was eleven when I thought it had been nine.  Oh well.  I also just finished packaging up my paperwork for my admission into teaching and I give it in today and then I will be done with it forever.

Still writing from yesterday.  I’m hoping to finish up a chapter soon, maybe later today.  🙂

HAPPY MARCH 1ST EVERYONE!

Today seems to be going exceptionally well 🙂

A really strange morning that turned around thanks to a smoothie

Alright, so I keep waking up at all odd hours of the morning, which is both bad and strange since mono means I should be sleeping more… not less.

Today I woke up at five thirty.  And have not yet gone back to sleep.

Then our kitchen is something of a disaster right now, no one will empty the dish washer and we’ve got dishes that are slowly trying to take over the kitchen. They sent their warning message to me today by launching a champagne glass at me.  I deflected it, but the glass did not fare so well.  It shattered on the floor.  So I cleaned that up and I felt really bad about breaking a glass and so I sulked back to my room and worked on my paper project for today and got ready and then went to get paperwork signed.

While I was out getting paperwork done, I was listening to this absolutely awesome playlist that gave me an idea based on a gif I saw which sparked something else entirely!  In short, I started writing in starbucks while I drank my orange mango smoothie.  It was delicious.  🙂  The smoothie got me all excited and I got back home and I wrote…

I’m still writing and very pleased about it 🙂

THANK YOU SMOOTHIE AND AWESOME PLAYLIST

Despite the drag, I triumphed

Well, last night actually turned out much better than I thought it would have in the long run, especially with how tired I was yesterday.  So after my dragging post, I went to class and actually had a really good time.  On Mondays I have a three hour science methods course with this really awesome teacher.  He’s super nice and super fun.  We were in the planetarium for the first two hours and we looked at the stars and it was was just… so amazing.  I’m reminded of how vast our world is when you look up.  It’s beautiful.

I digress.  After getting out of that class, I got back to the apartment with Amy Pond.  We were the only ones there (Azure skies was out and Hockey had not yet returned from her game).  So I proceeded to play more Arkham city (I took down two face as Catwoman) and started to make dinner.  Only I was waiting on my boyfriend, Call Me Maybe, and my other friend whom I am considering nicknaming 45…  So I cleaned and played show tunes and danced around in my apron while I made hot soup.  Call Me Maybe and 45 showed up and we all had a lovely time eating soup and talking and listening to music.  I was very happy to see all of them because I’ve been sick and they’ve been busy and I haven’t seen very much of them lately.

However, around eleven, like always I started getting sleepy.  So I went to bed and slept pretty well.

But today, today is already looking better.  I slept til my alarm.  It’s really difficult for me to do that.  I am unsure why, but it’s hard for me.  So I actually got a full ten hours of sleep.  THEN…. I found my second class of the day was cancelled.  YES!  Which means I only have to get through one class today and then I can come home and do all the things I need to do which includes (but is not limited to)

  • Tree Project for Science
  • Outline for Chapter Presentation
  • Admission Paperwork
  • Laundry
  • Dishes
  • Nap
  • Writing more in my little story
  • BLOG (Cause I actually have a wonderful broke rant I need to get on)
  • Clean
  • BE AWESOME

Alright, so that last one is just for me 🙂

IT’s raining here, so ere’s hoping I stay dry and can get through my one class without too much heartache.  Wish me Luck!

Don’t Forget To Be Awesome!!!