Last weekend was an amazing weekend. Zach Morris, from my Guatemala trip, was in town for some job interviews, the weather was amazing, and it was a busy weekend. I played my annual game of horrible bowling with some minor improvements, just enough to break 100. After the annual Stomp and Chomp event in Cabbagetown and seeing friends in the neighborhood, the band had a house party Saturday night. It wasn't well attended but the bonfire outside was nice and it was good to play for a crowd again.
Sunday we embarked on a Tiny Doors Atlanta hunt and a project I dreamed up a few weeks back. It took some time to convince Maya to bike pregnant but I think it was safe enough. We biked about 15 miles around Atlanta and visited about 10 of the doors where we made short video clips to someday show our newborn. It's easy to forget to record your life and to actually make and create sometimes but it's very satisfying.
The pregnancy is going fine. I'm getting used to the idea of being a father and more excited everyday. Visiting some day cares recently made it very real. I've had my adventures going out and living my 20's and at this point this feels more like a good meaningful change. I don't know that I'll ever be more ready either than I am now. We have some ideas for names but tough to narrow it down to just 1-2. I'm not excited about the lack of sleep but having a baby will be life changing in good ways I think. Furthermore, something has to break with work and this will force me to live differently. I don't know that I can give up JV tennis coaching but I might have to at least next semester.
Despite being in my third year of teaching I'm still finding the workload super challenging to manage. I was so tired Wednesday after the election of trump and just stunned all day feeling pretty depressed. Amazing how I went from happy and awesome this weekend to this. It's pretty low. And it's also fall showcase time which is stressful and tiring as well. Seems like every morning these days I have to come in early and then stay late at night. Perhaps the annual "crawl" towards Thanksgiving is unavoidable if you want to be a good teacher that grades for accuracy (and not just completion), differentiates, calls home for failing students, and creates engaging/fun lesson plans.
The Strolling Bones November 5th, 2016
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| Tiny Door Hunt on a beautiful and unseasonably warm Saturday |
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| Friend and colleague Mike Sopko dresses up for Halloween at Dunwoody |
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| Hiking Mt. Yonah with Ethan, Charlie, and the dogs |
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| The beautiful North Georgia mountains |
