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PAPERS!

I realize that there are bigger issues I should be worried about, but this gigantic pile of papers I had to fill out really is getting to me. Every year the school sends home one page of info about my kids, already filled out, for me to correct and send back. They also send me more than a dozen pages asking the SAME info over and over again that I then must sign and sometimes have my spouse also sign and sometimes even my little second grader. I have three kids and there’s about an hour per kid to fill out. I did two last night and one this morning. I have no idea if my kids ate or put good things in their lunches or brushed their hair or teeth…not just this morning, but last night, too. It is all-encompassing, this paper duty.

Yes, I know it’s not just “the school” sending these things. Some of it is from the not-associated-legally-but-still-at-the-school after care program, some of it is from my kids extracurriculars, some of it is from individual teachers. But the stuff in the district packet, that stuff? I shouldn’t have to write my kids name and particulars on every freaking page. The first page has all the details, I corrected them, the rest should just be a page of tick boxes: can we take your kids photos? are you living in temporary conditions? do you need federal aid for lunches? And then send those forms that legitimately need info home with the kids that need them later. This waste of paper and waste of our time needs to stop.

AIE.

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NAPOMO #8

good people share faith, love, intimacy

…  so trust the knowing in me

with effort, I metamorphosed myself…

synergy an interesting challenge…

into determined socializing.

 

and maybe eventually everywhere

the inevitable reward

my purpose:

i’m loved

our time is playful

so trust the knowing in me and maybe eventually everywhere the inevitable reward …

 

Inspirational web poem #2

Lisa Holcomb 2004

 

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NAPOMO #4

NANOPOMO #4

Image Poem entitled “Jelena”
Lisa Holcomb 2013

 


My eldest son was doing a poetry project for school, so I did it alongside him. One of the prompts was to write a poem inside a picture of how the poem made you feel.  It was interesting to do. Mine was depressing.

 

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Four Things Make A Post

1. Wondering when Dry Shampoo became Not A Thing Anymore. It used to be everywhere when I didn’t want it and now that I do, I can’t find it.
2. Greg hates school. Nothing in particular, just going. How do I fix that?!?!?!
3. David called me because I was 7 minutes later coming home from dropping off younger kids than usual. He was worried I forgot to take him to school. It was pretty funny. (Where was I? Looking for Dry Shampoo.)
4. Last minute kid projects are less than fun. I’m just saying.