Well we're down to the final home stretch of Sheridan's two-week term break, though Friday still can't come soon enough. It took Sheridan forever to finally settle in a decent morning routine, only to have it come to an abrupt halt. As the transition to India has been really tough on her, and she's showing it through irrational behaviors, any amount of consistency is helpful!
On Tuesday I went to the Water Distiller Training class where I was to learn how to clean the top tank of the unit. Usually the housemaids handle this tedious process, though as we all know, I still don't have a maid, and my distiller is LONG overdue for a little sanitizing. ... I wasn't feeling too hot that morning, so I called ahead and let the host know that I would be running late. Sure enough when I arrived, it was just me and 10 housemaids. We all crowded into the kitchen around the water distiller while the maintenance man walked us through the cleaning step-by-step. It took about 5 minutes for him to explain how to turn off the machine, take off the lid, and how to pour in the salt. It was at that instant when I felt the first tinge of stomach pain... then the next... Awe crap (literally). I quickly looked over to the host and asked her where the bathrooms were. "Don't wait for me..." was all I said as I rushed off. When I finally returned, the maintenance man was recapping the lid and asking if anyone had any additional questions. Uh yeah... can you go over steps 2 - 9?
Unbelievable. I missed the entire training. And I did my business in a 16 year old boy's bathroom. I'm not sure which part was more frustrating.
Say hello to the new kindergarten - 2nd grade cooking teacher. That's right!! I really wanted to wait until we were completely settled in before I began volunteering for all of the girls school activities. I wanted to get my bearings. Make friends. But when I heard they were looking for help with After School Activities (ASA), especially for the K-2 classes, well I jumped at the chance. Monday afternoon I went in and spoke with the coordinator and told her that a friend of mine mentioned the ASA group may need assistance. I told her that I'd like to teach one of the classes, specifically the K-2 cooking class. Before I could even get the entire sentence out of my mouth, she sat down at her computer and typed my name into the roster. See, they had 12 kids on a waiting list, and with me volunteering, they were able to solidify a new class. Best of all, both Riley AND Sheridan are going to be in it. The class starts in mid-October, and will be just one afternoon a week. I'm really looking forward to it.
Just in case any of you were wondering, Sheridan has NOT grown out of being car sick. It has thankfully been several months since we've had to endure the horrific vomit smell during a long car ride. But she still remembers how to do it like a pro! True to Sheridan form, five minutes before we arrived at our destination today, she threw up everywhere! As we were on our way to a swim play-date, we had towels and her cover-up in the back seat. Hooray for small miracles. I changed her clothes on the side of the road, moved her into Riley's car seat, and we drove on to our new friend's house. She continued her Sheridan-ness at the play date by coloring on their cream marble floors with a bright blue crayon (not the washable kind of course), and just before leaving spilled a tall glass of water all over the floor.
Is it Friday yet?