About Me

I am a second-career teacher. In my other life, I crunched numbers as an accountant. Probably would have made a great math teacher had the thought occurred to me. No matter, I'm where I'm supposed to be; teaching third grade. Before that, 2nd grade and before that kindergarten. I have 2 grown daughters, 2 poodles, and 1 hubby. I live and work on Long Island.

Sunday, March 6, 2016

My Space

What My Space Looks Like Now

Kitchen table filled with~

2 laptops
2 corresponding chargers
One mug empty of mint tea
An orange highligher
A purple Pilot Pen
My iPhone
The NY Times strewn about
Newsday buried beneath
Pear appliqu├ęd placemats
One blue marker
Fraction strips
Notes, a handwritten To Do List
My observation paperwork


FINALLY COMPLETE

Saturday, March 5, 2016

Gone

2 hours of work
Throwing myself into the detested ‘TEACHER’S PRE-OBSERVATION FORM’
Ideas flowing furiously from mind to keyboard
Immersed in concentration
Loathing the repetitiveness
Trying to make it sound fresher this time

Lost the entire document
Forgetting to do what I tell my students they must
Save, Save, Save

Stuff
that's tailor made for a SOLC


Friday, March 4, 2016

Purging


I bet you’re thinking this post will be about the purging associated with binging right?

Nope! It's about discarding.
Remember my post from yesterday? About the audio book I’m listening to?
The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up.

I am so proud to proclaim that I got started today!

With the help of my friend, Denise we spent ½ hour “discarding” stuff I will not need in my classroom. Threw that stuff out in the large trash bin.

The comforting thought being that if I realize I discarded something I'll need, Denise will have it. And, she will know where to find it. Because Denise, unlike me is organized. She throws stuff out and knows where to find the stuff she keeps.


I feel lighter…freer…clearer…

Productive.



Thursday, March 3, 2016

The Art of Tidying Up



She says, Marie Kondo does that the magic of tidying up is to discard.

Why is this so monumental a task for me?
Why do I attach to objects that seem so trivial?
What is preventing me from throwing stuff out?

I’ve been listening to The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up and I am getting pumped to just Nike Up aleady.

But my stuff’s been with me for so long and there’s sooooo much of it.

I pop the  CD on in the car to listen and soak up what she says.

I visualize my de-cluttered space.
I must start according to category not room.

I will only have to tidy up once in my lifetime.
How can that be?

Because, says Marie that after you tidy up your life you will never get untidy again.

The idea of it fascinates me.
I am not tidy. I’ve narrowed my untidyness down to my kitchen, my “back room,” and my classroom.

But those 3 spaces are too many.
They clutter my mind with static.

It’s about reflecting on the relationship between me and my possessions



I can’t wait to start…