Yep. It's true. With
Maya and all the kids back in school - I have assumed the role of the
househusband. Which I actually love.I had huge plans of
house cleanliness (getting it nearer to godliness instead of godforsakeness) and
all that jazz. However, the first three days of Maya's new class were
somewhat disastrous. She was under the weather with this weird flu we
have this year - the one that makes you feel tired and achy with a slight fever
but nothing else so you question if you really are sick or just being
wimpy. On top of that this is the first time this particular class is
being taught so there are a ton of bugs getting worked out of it. It
is an introduction to Language Structures class, the goal of which is to teach
support workers enough about linguistics to get them into second language and
culture acquisition class (SLACA). The instructor is using this AMAZING
book from the Ohio State University Department of Linguistics called Language
Files version 10. It's amazing if you have some knowledge of
linguistics or have a tendency to pick up stuff like that pretty well.
If you don't it makes you want to bang your head on a wall to feel
better. (OK, it even makes me want to bang my head on a wall sometimes
but it is pretty good). Anyways, so I ended up trying to interpret all
that to Maya while still getting Chris's schoolwork taught to him and managing
the rest of the house while Maya slept to try to get over being
sick. Then - on Monday morning, when I was actually
supposed to go to class with Maya at the instructor's invitation I
was sick as a dog! And I have been in bed all week until this
morning. But man! What a day it's been today.
Today the househusband kicked it into high gear to clean all rooms that have
carpeting including under and behind everything as well as clearing off dresser
tops and desktops cuz tomorrow the CARPET CLEANERS COME and man is this house
gonna shine! Thankfully, SIL is providing the carpet cleaners (it's
their house). Because of the MLK holiday the kiddos are all off school
Friday - Monday. What's a TX househusband to do? Pack em all
up and drive 10 hours south to the Mexican border-town of McAllen TX where my
aunt and uncle live and have pleaded with me to come for almost 30 years now
(they moved there when I was like 4). So on the coldest weekend in TX
since we got here we are going south where it will at least hit 66 or so (which
is cold to them but good for us). And the carpet cleaners will come
and go and the whole house will be brand spanking new and clean when we get
home! How cool is that?!?! Go househusband! Go
househusband! It's your birthday! When do my
classes start again? . . . .
