It seems that YaYa’s football schedule and the return of school has not only affected my running; it has also affected my writing. I had to read my own blog to refresh my memory on what I’d last written about. It was YaYa’s initial reaction to his new school.
I should point out that he had a part in the decision to change schools. He even spent a day “shadowing” in the spring to help him decide it he liked it. After a day of shadowing, YaYa had declared that the school (his new school) was the “best school ever.”
Change however, even change that you want, isn’t easy. There is all of this nervousness, and second guessing your decision. Fortunately for us, YaYa seems to have remembered why he had wanted to change schools. He is smiling his YaYa smile again.
Tonight, he is nestled all snug in his bed with instructions to sleep in. They are orders, actually. Too many early mornings have necessitated too many early bedtimes. In anticipation of sleeping in past 6 AM, I let the hours tic away and enjoying some time to examine my thoughts. Hopefully, I won’t regret this move. I’ve pulled the shade down in YaYa’s room, but the dogs a factor that I cannot control. This weekend has been over the top on the busy scale, and I am exhausted. *yawn*
Yesterday, the alarm went off at 5:30 AM in order to get YaYa to football “certification.” I’m still not exactly sure what happens at certification, except that the boys all weigh in and have their birth certificates checked. The players were all dropped off at a Starbucks across town where the coaches and a few other lucky volunteers drove the team to the event. I was left with a few hours of free play.
I drove straight to my favorite running spot only to find all four lots overflowing with cars. I was determined to run their. In a moment of desperation, I stopped in a spot which was clearly marked with a “No Parking” sign. I lingered long enough for the ranger to shoo me away, and ended up parking 2 miles down the road at her suggestion. Fortunately, there is now dirt trail leading into the park so it all worked out. I logged about 8 miles of trail running and got back in plenty of time to retrieve my son for our neighbor’s birthday party. We spent the rest of the day, and most of the night, at the party. My leaving at 9 PM in an attempt to get some sleep before that alarm sounded again got a few people’s attention. *shoulder shrug* No matter. The birthday boy was going to be going to bed anyhow.
It was the Jamboree today. As usual, I watched but had little idea what was going on. There was not mistaking that YaYa’s team was doing very well. They ended up winning 12-0. YaYa got sweaty and stayed safe. He was all smiles when it was over and fell asleep on the drive to the next destination.
By the time landed at Lil Sis’ house, he was rejuvenated and ready the next set of fun activities. The cousins had a great time doing what kids do. Sis and I caught up some too.
Fortunately, tomorrow will not be as busy. There are a few essentials to get done though. After we finally wake up, we will have to unzip YaYa’s backpack to determine what homework needs to get done. Before long, will be back to the grind of school and work.
Happy Labor Day everyone; don’t work too hard.