Catching up....

Sometimes I think I am disorganized, but this week I have realized just how organized I have been lately. Why? Attending the Achieving the Dream Conference in Indianapolis this week has really thrown a wrench into my routine. While I enjoyed the conference for many different reasons, my time to check emails, read Messages, and keep up with grading was minimal. Thus--I am behind with grading, especially the Pod assignments since I usually read those and record on the scoresheets a few times during the week. Also having a sub for three classes (one of whom did not appear to teach the class) causes many questions and explanations from students and extra time to not only make a written plan for the sub but to catch up on everything that I missed by being gone in that classroom.

So..today I am faced with sorting through everything; grading Pod assignments, powerpoints, visual argument sheets, and business letters;and answering many messages and emails.

Add to that the events at home. My husband is the assistant girls varsity basketball coach at the school where I taught before moving to Ivy Tech. I have been the scorekeeper for the junior varsity and varsity teams for 12 years, since the year our daughter was a sophomore on the team. This week the school is hosting the sectional. I am the official scorekeeper, wearing the striped shirt on the bench. I missed two nights, but I was back for the Friday night games and will be there for the championship game tonight. Also the Lady Trojans are playing in the championship game. My daughters, sons-in-law, and adorable little grandson will be here this afternoon and tonight.

What does this all mean? Professor Ladybug needs to focus on sorting, grading, answering emails and messages, fixing problems with blogs and discussion questions sheets. Beth needs to listen to basketball talk----what offenses and defenses to run, how they will match up with the other team, who is guarding whom...the usual. Grammy will need some time with Landon. And oh, yes...a few moments for the daughters who say they are virtually forgotten anytime our grandson is around.

Sigh...it will all happen. Patience for me, for my family, for my students.

Next week will be better. Organization once again!!!