Tuesday! I barely made it through Monday. It was touch and go for a long time! An entire full-blown anxiety attack and panic attack. On those days I think hard about moving to a convent and taking a vow of silence.
To re-cap, Friday night was Cultural Arts Night at school. Tommy and I were volunteering in the Screen Printing Room with artist Sarah Kickingbird. Jodi was the door keeper and I left Tommy with Sarah and took Corbin to see the performance by the OKC Ballet. This was the one and only time there was complete silence the entire night. The kids were in awe of the storytelling done by this talented duo.
Our Fiber Art artist was none other than Jamie Lopp (@midwestmigrant) aka Aunt Jamie. We made key chains. I did not. I am smart. The little boy who had it down from knot one kept “helping” me until I tied my own final knot. That kid is going far in leadership and I had someone else do my work. Win. Fred gave us a quick Cartoon Drawing lesson. Corbins was really good. We went to try out some instruments the OKC Philharmonic brought but as soon as a little boy tried a violin Corbin was out. We gelli painted instead. Then we went home and died. Staring at the wall.
Saturday night was a sleepover and Sunday was list day. Jodi and Mike are flying to D,C, to pick up this bad boy
The plan is to drive it back and gut the inside and live in the bus while they build a house on their land. I have been locked in a fight with the Anxiety Fairy over this. No one has ever driven a bus before! I am stressed. Then Mike calls and says don’t worry about the bus, worry about the airplane! The Anxiety Fairy called in reinforcements and I shut down.
We have lists of ball practices and games, lunches ready to pack and breakfasts in the freezer. I reminded Corbin Thursday is picture day and asked if he wanted to bring a comb for his hair or should I come up and do it? He looked at me like I had two heads and said, ” No. No. If this is how school is going to be I’m going back to Pre-K!” apparently combing his hair at school is a deal breaker.
So the postman brought bunches of packages to my door this weekend~ My new white comforter, lots of teas and this cute seahorse infuser that I found at The Spice and Tea Exchange . More tomorrow on all the new teas~
Wish us luck. I keep asking Mike and Jodi if they are coming back. Don’t leave me here with these tiny terrorists. Dear Sweet Baby Jesus please.