Every once in a rare while comes a person or group of people that are really great, and then, just my luck, they vanish. I vaguely remember having that feeling in elementary school at the end of a school year. After ten months together, I would bond with the other students, only to have the class dissolved by summer break. Then, just my luck again, I would start a new school the following year. Whatever bonds there were were broken and would always be broken. I learned to get over it and move forward. More
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The End of My Morning Routine
Two weeks ago was my last day, for the foreseeable future, waking up at 5:30 am to go to the Russian school. These past two weeks I only had to get up at 6 am. In September, we are moving to the evening program. Our classes will start at 5 pm and end at 7 pm. We will be with the bigger kids, the ones that go to school all day and come to the Russian school afterward. More
How Did it Happen?
How did it happen
that I bought a kitten for my mother for Mother’s Day, and she loved the cat, but my step-father gave good reasons why it was a bad idea. My parents had all the cat stuff still in the house, one and a half years after their old cat passed away after 17 years.
How did it happen
that I meant well, but now I have a kitten because the sellers wouldn’t take her back. “Lol. You can put an ad on craigslist” was their text. More
Our New School
Like a thief in the night, my daughter’s Russian school moved. We knew a move was coming, but except for a street name, the new location was not revealed. Then over the weekend, the director of the school sent an email with the new address effective that Monday
People were still going to the old location. More
Gloominess on a Sunny Day
Today was a beautiful sunny day in what is normally a dreary period in the Pacific Northwest. My 5 y.o. daughter didn’t see it that way initially. Maybe because she wasn’t tall enough to see out the window.
“I’m tired of getting dressed. I’m just so sick of everything,” she said in the bathroom this morning as I was getting myself ready.
“The day hasn’t started yet. What are you so angry about?”
“Why do you say good morning?” More