A Day In the Life

Most morning when I get up the song "Another Day" runs through my head..you know the one by the Beatles?

Ev'ry day she takes a morning bath she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she's heading for the bedroom chair
It's just another day
Slipping into stockings, stepping into shoes
Dipping in the pocket of her raincoat
It's just another day
At the office where the papers grow she takes a break
Drinks another coffe and she finds it hard to stay awake
It's just another dayDu du du du du du, it's just another day
Du du du du du du, it's just another day
I"m sure I could change the words around a bit to fit my life but some days, the words just ring in my ears.
A day in my life goes something like this....( or it did yesturday..)
Up with kids at 6:30 getting ready for school. Late getting out the door and the twins remember the Pollywog's that their Dad got for them. Aydan already has pollywog's in her classroom and her teacher very nicely declines having more. Mckenna does not have pollywog's and her classroom and at the last minutes insists we bring a jar of them to school. Aydan is upset, mom is tying to find a jar, pollywog's can't be caught.....we get to school a TAD bit late and unload the car with one little girl with a long face.
Mom drives home with a heavy heart...Time to open and peek in the glaze kiln. Looks pretty good...one bowl ran...Many morning chores to get done.....The laundry for five people never ends and takes over our entire hallway... ( this is where I start humming the song again..."Its just another day...humm humm, humm, humm..)Time to grade and check in on my art history student. Something was in the air this semester because I had to put out alot of fires which required alot of my free time. I have to say all my experience from being the mother of three little people has been the best training for handling 20 year olds this year. Who would have thought the same techniques in discipline and guidance would apply?!?After a quick lunch I'm off to my clay class at Winthrop. I brought in some pots to illustrate good handles, rims and spouts. Off I go for 3 hours to put out a few more fires and wrap up things for the end of the semester. We have a good group of students at Winthrop and I'm happy to be there. Run back to Gastonia to pick up my kids -here's my "polliwog girl" at a happier time. All turns out fine by the end of the school day and we are back in York doing homework, chores, bath and dinner and bedtime. ( Somewhere in the mix my husband does come home and is a huge help!)In the evening I'm back to glazing some pots and working on getting the next batch to go into the bisque kiln.

Dah, Dah, Dah, Dah, Dah, Dah...its just another DAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!


andrea gardiner freeman said...

I feel lame right now. Thanks.
Seriously, Wow.

monica said...

holy crap jen, you are amazing. I don't understand how you have enough time in the day for all of that.

Judy Shreve said...

WHEW! How do you keep it all straight!? Beautiful pots in the midst of constant chaos -- gotta love it.

Unknown said...

I agree with ALL the comments so far. You make me tired just READING about what you accomplish in a day! That said,your pottery is VERY beautiful and your students at Winthrop are blessed to have you there.

Tracey Broome said...

Girl........I am right there with ya! This was a great idea, I'm going to do this one of these days. Honestly the laundry and the dishes, what is up with that?! I feel like I could just stand in my kitchen 27/7 and wash something.

monica said...

I was doing laundry and thinking about this post, it all makes sense now. You never sleep. That has to be it.

Dan Finnegan said...

When do you find time to sit on the sofa eating bon bons?!

Ron said...

Super woman

Kim Hines said...

had to laugh out loud at that kitchen sink, i've got one jsut like it! you're amazing, i thought my days were hectic.

Mr. Young said...

I feel your pain Jen!

vicki hartman said...

mother's day is just around the corner. maybe some breakfast in bed is in your future. and a clean sink. love this! even when it's not well oiled, it is still such a great machine!

Scott Smith said...

Jen, you tell a good story. I was totally sucked in by the polliwog drama. When you wrote that you returned home with a heavy heart, I thought for sure you were going to tell us that you drove back to school w/ a jar of polliwogs for Aydan. LOL. It is amazing... I think all you Moms deserve a medal!