As I type this and look around my desk, I see a small sketchpad, a couple of ultra fine sharpies, a roll of duct tape, some ASVAB flash cards, a stray rubber band, a receipt for flour...
Then there are the various piles that Chaco brought home last week. They've been somewhat rearranged, but the net effect is still the same. And there are all these shoes laying around. What is up with all these shoes? Where the heck did they come from?
In short, the house is messy. But then I look at what's going on in tornado ravaged Oklahoma, and I am NOT complaining. We had a brush with a tornado once. It was eerie scary, but a sneeze puff in comparison with what moved through Oklahoma.
No, our mess is a result of a positively busy week, mainly from Wolfgang's high school graduation. You know the high-falutin' jobs that require "high school diploma or GED?" Well, he's eligible now.
My in-laws - both sets - have been in and out since Sunday. Commencement was last night. In between that stuff, life goes on and messes pile up.
I also attended Meego's 7th grade end-of-year shindig. He got a silver medal. It was a nice little bash in the school library - nice to see kids taking pride in receiving academic awards, and cheering for their classmates.
Then last night's commencement ceremony wasn't too uppity as these things can sometimes be. Only a couple of the speeches went too long-winded IMHO. And it turns out that the Valedictorian was a kid I'd tutored. I'm SO taking credit for that.
I actually spent about two hours with him last spring to share some "boot camp" strategies for his ACT. I remember him as bright, but not at all arrogant about it (some are obnoxiously so). He was the type of kid where a 2-hour strategy session with a tutor was enough to get him where he wanted to be. His was not one of the too long-winded speeches either. WOOT for him.
So now, the dust will literally begin to settle, hopefully. But still, it's a good mess.