There are only three more weeks in this school year and I am finally able to see a little light at the end of the tunnel.
I had my last executive PTO board meeting of the year last night and the last general meeting is next Thursday. But even though the year is coming to a close, we are already hard at work making plans for next year.
Who knew that running the PTO for a small school could be such hard work? Not me, that's for sure! And it's probably a good thing that I didn't know or I might not have agreed to it.
BUT! And isn't there always a but? It has been such a good thing for me this year. I have felt like I've had more purpose this year. When your kids start to get older and really only need you to drive them from point A to point B and to keep the fridge stocked, you might start to feel a bit lost.
I can see why moms with kids this age go back to work. But I don't want a paying job and all the responsibility and hassle that comes with it. I still want to be available to take my kids from point A to point B and to have time to make multiple trips to the grocery store each week.
But if you join the PTO, all of a sudden your life has purpose and meaning. Okay, that might be a bit of an exaggeration, but it has been really nice to have something to work on and work for. And I have worked with some really great ladies who I now consider friends.
And cake! These ladies introduced me to Nothing Bundt Cakes and now all I want to do is eat cake. And if you were like me and thought, eh bundt cake, I can take it or leave it, then you've never had one of these.
And speaking of cake...let's talk about my weight loss or rather my lack of weight loss.
13 months after having Rebecca I am still 16 pounds over what I weighed before I had her. SIXTEEN POUNDS! But, that's what you get for eating bacon pimento cheese burgers with extra mayo (hold the lettuce and tomato because who wants vegetables getting in the way of meat, fat and grease? not me!) for 9 months.
I'm still running and I'm still watching what I eat for the most part (although I do allow myself cake if it is present and I do like a couple of nice craft beers on the weekend) but this being 45 and trying to loose weight is definitely different than being 34 and trying to lose weight.
Heck, it's even different than being 40 and trying to lose weight. I started running when I was 40 and lost a bunch of weight without even really dieting. But it's not the same now. Perimenopause and a sluggish metabolism have made it very, very difficult. However, I am not giving up.
I will continue to run and watch what I eat and we will see what happens. I am starting to come to the conclusion that I might have to accept my new rounder, flabbier body. But, y'all, I am not going down without a fight!
Peter and his class have been on a field trip since Wednesday. I dropped him off at school at 6:15 AM on Wednesday and they won't be back until this evening. They went to Sound to Sea. It's a program at the beach and they are learning about sea life, the ecosystem, and the Underground Railroad. They also did a ropes course and I really can't wait to hear all about it. I've missed that boy!
Here are a couple of shots one of the chaperones sent:
|There's Peter behind the tree!|
|Silly sixth graders!|