I had the perfect title, but I forgotted it.

What in the hell have I been doing?

Keeping the health department from classifying the house as one giant biohazard. It's a challenge. But at least the short's room has been clean (by his doing!!) for two weeks now. It's a record. I know.

Laundry. Because people don't take you seriously if you smell "unpleasant" and you're wearing a poly-doghair blend. I don't understand it, but that's what I've heard.

Keeping kids and husbund fed. They're not interested in eating what I eat. Sometimes they fend for themselves while I go get sushi. I don't know what fish I'm eating, but it's all yummy and not all cooked and greasy, so I'm quite content.

Occasionally cleaning up after a dog with some undiagnosed digestion issues. I don't mind except when I find his "issues" not with my eyes but with my bare feet in the middle of the night. Thankfully, that's only happened once. And since we tossed all his dog bones, it hasn't happened again.

Preparing my classes. Trying to make them more meaningful and exciting. How you make a 6th grader care about study skills, though? If anyone has any bright ideas, please enlighten me. And then there's this little pod of girls in my videography class who don't want to be there... they make life interesting. God sends these little challenges to help us grow, they say. I'm growing.

Preparing my library for the interviews for the new superintendent. Yes, they're having interviews in "MY" library. Which, Frankly, is the UGLIEST library in the district. And I'm not saying that to be mean. Every other building in the district has been renovated and their libraries have a comfy updated look to them, and mine is still very 1967 (when the building was built). The furniture is original to the building. The grey, worn carpet is grey. And the chairs are falling apart. There is not much money for books. Some of the shelves are almost empty, but I can't get rid of the shelves, they tell me. Someone painted over the mural at one end of the room. All the walls are white. There are different colored lights in the fixtures. This guy (or lady) is gonna walk in there and say, "crap, the librarian isn't doing her job. screw that. Let's fire her and save ourselves her salary and benefits..." Or I can be positive and think they'll give me more money for books, etc. Who knows, a school renovation might bring up morale in our school-- the students and the teachers.

Training for a triathlon. Shut up. I'm questioning my sanity on that one, too, but I love the challenge. Do you know I ran for 50 minutes straight last week outside? I had to take a couple hits off my inhaler (it was still a little too cold for me), and I actually didn't run while I waited for a red light and some traffic, but I ran it. And I'm still sore (shin splints?), but dammit, I f-ing did it. I never thought I could run 3 miles in a stretch, much less than 3.5. Other than that I've only been doing this for a couple months (building up to it), I don't know why I'm not skinny yet. I need to eat less, I guess?

I went skiing and I loved it. I hated it last time I did it. But that was my freshmen year in high school. Dammit, now I think I'm going to have to get skiis. I'd rather have a newer road bike...

Writing a screenplay for the great american novel I'm trying to cobble together. (I'm thinking of the screenplay as prewriting.) Can you put a romantic side story into a redemption story? I don't want the romance to be the focus. That's where I'm stuck with that.

Otherwise being undisciplined but trying not to be. Hey, my house hasn't been shut down by the health department and all my clothes are clean, and the floor is sanitary. And now the bathtub is white again. And the dishes in the dishwasher are clean. And I'm pretty sure I can classify my family as "happy." So life IS good.

I think it would still be fair to say I'm a little overwhelmed. I haven't even been updating facebook consistently. Summer will be here soon. Then... oh then... life will be even better.

'Night, kids.