“Each class preaches the importance of those virtues it need not exercise. The rich harp on the value of thrift, the idle grow eloquent over the dignity of labor.” Oscar Wilde
This morning, following a fitful sleep, I awoke upon hearing my alarm sound at 5:25AM. After blinking slumber from my eyes for a couple of minutes, I arose, turned on the coffeemaker, and did sit ups while waiting for the coffee to brew. Next, I checked e-mail and facebook, while drinking coffee, and then decided to get ready for…. what? I brought the phone in the bathroom, just in case.
My children’s morning was no less certain. Although my son got his fourth-grade teacher, whom he loves, again for fifth-grade, he knew that his best friend was in the other fifth-grade classroom, and his other good friend had gone to private school. My daughter was going to have to endure her first day of second-grade knowing that all four of her female friends were in the other second-grade classroom. (I won’t get into how annoyed I am at their school at the moment). So I was glad to be able to accompany them on such a precarious morning, even if the guilt for not getting paid for a day’s work was already eating away at me.
As I alluded to in an earlier post, I often use this time to write. But it feels frustrating to pour my heart and soul into something that nobody else may read and that I don’t get paid to do. The other option (and often done in conjunction with writing) is chores. As usual, I have a mountain of them! So the day will be spent doing dishes, making spaghetti and meatballs, ironing nine of my husband’s shirts and pants, folding laundry, and running errands. After school, I’ll take the children to the playground at school, and then Taekwondo. When we get home, we’ll scramble to do homework, eat dinner, and take care of other things to finish the evening, and prepare for the day ahead.
By tomorrow morning, my children should have a better idea of what to expect from their day. For me, I’m not so sure. But whatever my day becomes, I hope I can fill it with purpose.