Days 2 and 3

As far as time in the classroom goes, days two and three have equaled out to this: information overload.  There is so much more to learn than I expected.  I am retaining as much as humanly possible, but every trainer that we have had thus far has told us, all in their own separate ways, that our lives for the next couple of months are going to suck worse than they ever have.  The good news is that my nerves have really not played much of a role in this week, nor will they in the upcoming weeks, because there is just far too much to do to waste time being nervous.  Go, go, GO.  Then go some more.  Then some more.  Then some...well, you get it.

And outside of the classroom, life is great.  Kenny and the kids showed up around 6pm last night.  When I saw the Jeep pulling into the parking lot, I ran outside to greet my family and Mae jumped out yelling, "MOM!"  We hugged, and as we pulled away, she grabbed both of my shoulders and asked, "Guess WHAT?!"  I asked, "What?"  and she replied, "Dad actually WASHED the dishes.  All by himself."  I am very happy (and surprised) at how Kenny is just easing right into this new role of Mr. Mom.

I then helped my children unload every single blanket, pillow and stuffed animal that they own, then we headed off to The Amazing Pizza Machine.  None of us had ever been there and all of us had a blast.  Kyler and Mae each got a blue ribbon for winning separate go-cart races.  On the ride home, both kids exclaimed, "This is the best day EVER!"  I hardly believe that, but I'm glad they had a good time.  Making the switch from all-the-time Mom to all-the-time Dad can't be easy on them.

We stayed up way too late and woke up way too early (yet still too late).  After enjoying a hearty breakfast in the lobby, I had to say good-bye to them and I stood outside of my room waving a sad hand in the air, so unhappy to see them go.  And then I realized that they weren't the only ones running late and was actually thankful that I had to kick myself into high gear to make it to training on time, as it left me with no time to be sad.  

And now, after a long day of mental warfare, I find myself with a cold six-pack and leftover Chinese food.  I figure this is the last week I will have in a very long time to drink, eat and be lazy so I'm gonna do it to the fullest extent.  At least for tonite.