2.) Take a picture every hour and show us what a day in your life is like.
Even to this day, I've always liked books with pictures, so why not a blog post with pictures?
My day typically starts with some sort of exercise to get things moving and work out the kinks that take up residence overnight - either running or attempting to beef up my noodle arms. This morning I went for a run. And yes, this is a totally recycled photo from a post wondering why my running shoes have reflectors on the tops of them.
After a shower, breakfast, and send-off to Magnum to work and, now, the lone Meego to school, I go through the e-mail, check a few blogs, then I'm off to class.
Clear blue skies and dry, mud-free bike lanes to get me there. Wheeeee!!
It's nice on campus in the morning hours with a few sleepy students shuffling around. Especially on mornings when it's not pouring down rain.
I'm taking three classes, and the schedule is such that I'm (supposed to be) there each weekday. My favorite class is my math class, which I guess is a good thing since I'm doing this to be a math teacher. My teacher classes are pretty ho-hum. It feels like I should've been able to "test out" of them since I've already had a decent pile of teaching experience, but I expect things to improve and am trying to be patient.
After class, I return home and have enough time to grab some lunch, get a bit of housewifery done, and get cleaned up for my next stop. I usually indulge in a bit of recreational reading for reward after my morning in academia. Here's my current book:
I just grabbed it from the "New Fiction" shelf at the library. I'm still deciding if I like it or not.
After being nourished, cleaned up, and fictionally indulged, most afternoons, I head out to the funner part of my teaching classes. Go play teacher, for about an hour, at either the elementary or middle school.
Fifth grade math in Mr. H's class and 8th grade algebra in Mrs. D's class.
These days, except for dumb Fridays, I go tutor in the late afternoons or evenings. I meet with my students in local study rooms. Here is the view as I waited for my tutee at the community college library.
That guy out there looks like he's working hard, but I think he was watching video of Miley Cyrus.
Finally, after class and tutin', it's home with the fam, which nowadays has more pets than people.
Last night, we discovered that King Reese had grown out of his skin again. As I rummaged around for the sheddings, Napolion figured it was all toys for him. I think he's more monkey than cat.
There! Eight pictures for eight hours.
Okay, it was more than eight hours, so I didn't play by the exact rules, so dock my pay. I was thinking that nobody wanted to see the dirty clothes I laundered and folded or the cat box I cleaned, among other things.