This post is proof that I survived the first week of the semester. In all fairness, despite my flair for the dramatic, the first week is way easier than the following fourteen. Students are as good as they're gonna get, smiling at my jokes, answering questions, keeping the chit chat to a minimum while I'm talking. No grading. "Easy" reading in my Lit classes since we're at the very beginning. No need to jump into Paradise Lost if we don't know enough context about Milton yet, now is there?
You get the idea.
But I did more than just survive, scrape through. I kept the house looking like real, productive adults live here. Look! The house does not - and I mean not - usually look like this at the end of the week. But I hosted a leadership meeting in the living room yesterday, and even managed to go to bed last night with a completely clean kitchen.
I can now take on the world. Gimme world hunger and watch me solve it.
Then I was up bright and early, reading Milton at 6:30, so that we could get out for a few hours and enjoy the scenery. We went hiking at Hayden Green Mountain Park in Lakewood. Once you climb straight uphill for like a mile, you can see in every direction.
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| Denver is behind us in the distance (between our heads) |
About a mile in, we came across a Darma station. Just kidding, it was a radio tower but we enjoyed a trip down Lost memory lane. Black smoke monster, anyone? Ha.
My goal for each week of this semester is to go beyond survival, whatever that means for the time at hand.
Lucy doesn't share that goal. Also? She can't figure out what to do about that pesky standing desk. It's an endless source of fascination for her.
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