We have been having quite the week of winter weather! Nothing deep, but lots of little bits of snow and ice. Sadly, there have been no snow days for me. I would have thought the best part of being a public school teacher (I’m doing a part time class) would be not driving in the bad weather, but NO they keep making us come!

It’s been an exhausting week, but I slept great last night and feel terrific today. It’s only Wednesday, but as I’ve finished my “driving to school” classes for the week, Wednesdays feel like the week is nearly behind me. That’s a fallacy though, there are many many more students left to teach.

Boring stuff: I did a lot of paperwork before this in order to get my students signed up for festival. I’m catching up on some of my online observing (I observe recorded classes for the improvisation course I’m taken) and I planned my own improv classes for the week. I will likely finish what I’m doing and take a short reading break before lunch.

I finished two good books over the weekend: The Nature of Fragile Things by Susan Meissner and The Book of Lost Names by Kristin Harmel. Both are historical fiction, the first during the San Francisco Earthquake of 1906, and the second during World War 2. I recommend both, but the second I liked better.

Miles doesn’t always pose well, but he does enjoy attention. We are getting closer and closer to the one year anniversary of having him home, which oddly coincidences with the one year anniversary of being “safer at home.” It will be an odd thing to celebrate, or not to celebrate. I will celebrate my parents having gotten their second vaccine shot, but it’s hard to celebrate much, when so many have lost so much.

I am trying to focus on positive things, and be more in the moment. In the moment, my house is warm, I am currently safe at home, and Miles probably has no memory of being anywhere other than here.