Me: Dude. It looks like you have way too much hay.
David: Nope. Still need more.
You may ask, “Taylor!? Why does he need so much hay?”
And I will reply:
And can we please be impressed that I inserted a GIF into a blog post? And do you say gif with the hard g or soft g sound? Because according to PHONICS, the g says “j” before e,i, and y. So if should be a “JIF.”
That GIF is now the anthem of my life. People are asking me questions and I truly do not have the answer for them.
Taylor? What will the boys be doing this school year?
Taylor? What exactly will your new job look like?
I had to pack up my classroom. This was tricky because:
A) I do not know when I will have a classroom again
B) I do not know what I exactly need to keep for this new job
C) I do not know where to put all the contents of my classroom
Half of my classroom has been donated/tossed in the garbage. The other half can be found in one of three locations:
My living room:
My entire SUV all the way up to the front seats:
And my front porch:
I had a note written on the easel. It read: “Taylor is hopeful this easel can go with her to eschool.” And I added a friendly smiley face. But teachers like their things and teachers do not want to lose their things. And if I left that in an empty classroom for awhile-someone might TAKE it.
Full disclosure: I did not buy this easel. In fact, I have no idea where it came from. But when I first arrived at the building, someone had stuck it in the hallway next to the “share” table and it has been “mine” ever since. Because sharing is caring. But I will not share this easel.
Taylor! Will you even need an easel for your new position?
So. I moved out of my classroom and turned in my keys.
And I gave my photo to the office gals so they could hang it on the wall so no one would forget me. Because maybe I will come back? Next year?
So, this is all very strange, very odd, exciting, and disconcerting.
But, anyways. Let’s talk about cats now.
Mama Kitty is residing in a laundry hamper/beach towel situation in our master bathtub, along with her kittens. LD and I are the only people who really care about our feline friends. The boys and I were about to leave for town and I was putting all the animals away in their “spots.”
HD had left the bathroom door open and Mama Kitty was gone. I also noticed that he, as per his usual custom, left a couple of drawers open, because my kids apparently were never taught how to ever close a drawer or cabinet after they use it.
So, I close everything up and announce that we cannot leave until Mama is found. Because if she is outside and we shut her out, then who will feed the little kittens?
So we search high and low. For quite awhile. And then LD hears her. She had gotten into a drawer when it was left open and I shut her in. So that could have been problematic.
One of her kittens has died, so now she has three.
Taylor!? What happened to the kitten? Why did it die?
