So Thanksgiving dinner did not include the usual teacher bashing relatives. My mother finally came to her senses on that one. My sister taught up until giving birth in 2010. So, she had to ask that question:
"What is all the new stuff you have to do?"
She wanted to hear it from a teacher, not an administrator like her husband. So I told her. Everything. Afterwards, she said that a therapist she knows had said that she has a number of teachers as patients and most of them are in tears a lot. This helped my sister understand why. And no, she will never go back to teaching.
On the bright side, I managed to get the whole house decorated in two days. The tree will go up tomorrow. I do not have hubby help me other than bringing boxes up and down. He tends to break things. I have also relaxed a wee bit and have been reading like a beast. I got through a couple of magazines in a couple of days - Yes!, The Nation, Against the Current - and am slogging my way through the book "A Socialist Tradition". This one is a heavy duty history book written by a man who is not a Socialist. It is really just so packed with information I need to take it one chapter at a time.
Tomorrow I drop off a photo to a gallery in Brooklyn. The trip is so laborious, I just wish I could teleport myself there.
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