I woke up this morning feeling...sore. As I usually do on a Monday morning after having dragged my old body out on a sand volleyball court to attempt to play a young game for a few hours. We do have fun. It's just that I've acquired a few injuries along the way. Like my right index finger that keeps getting jammed or bent back at a right angle. And my left foot which I used to kick the ball because I was too lazy to move; somehow I kicked it wrong, injuring an old surgical scar. It all boils down to the fact that I am not at all flexible and feel even less so on Monday mornings.
I think perhaps I may have mentioned before that I am nothing if I'm not flexible. Right. Clearly this must be the lesson I am supposed to be learning. We always start school the first Monday of August. As I mentioned at 10:41 while live blogging from the Shoe, there was an impromptu meeting scheduled regarding Bright Futures Academy for this, my first day of school. Of course I am using MY definition of "impromptu". To some "impromptu" probably means, "Hey, do you have a few minutes right now so we could meet and iron this out?" To me, "impromptu" means a couple of weeks ahead of the impromptu-ly scheduled event but after I already have the calendar filled in.
Anyway. Like I said, I'm nothing if I'm not flexible, so I figured no problem, we'll start school Tuesday instead. So I re-planned everything around that. Then there was the phone call yesterday moving the meeting to today, causing a great flurry of activity around the calendar.
Flexible. Be flexible.
We made it through. Wasn't a stellar first day of school, but we made it through.
Of course there is that other matter of the impromptu Parent Orientation which I found out at today's meeting is this Sunday during the time that I ordinarily find myself out in the sand feeling 100 years old. Flexible. I'm going to be flexible. Because if I'm flexible about the meeting, I'm sure to be much more flexible next Monday morning, right?