It’s been a morning.
Who is up for the ride? Read at your own risk. There is plenty of drama, but no NSFW so no worries… ha.
Tuesday morning means a drive to the high school with the teenager (every other day).
So we’re ready to leave at 8:05 am and I ask the standard questions. He said yes to everything except, he didn’t have a mask.
“Where are the three you use?” I asked.
They were in the red basket. (We have a red basket (dirty) and a green one (clean) to keep the masks organized and not contaminating each other).
The whole family looked at me.
“Ok, I didn’t realize it was my responsibility to wash masks,” I said and took the quick-dry one out, washed it in the sink, and used the hair dryer to dry it so my kid had a comfortable mask to wear instead of a disposable one.
(Expecting trophy, award and prize. Thanks.)
Then we left, the boy and I.
On the way, a song came on that I love, by Doug and the Slugs. It’s called:
Day by day by day by day. ๐
Drop off went relatively smoothly – my son has to join a lineup (which was HUGE) and gets checked for health at the door via an app blah blah blah, but once’s out of my car he’s on his own. I just have to remember to pick him up later. (Note to self, pick up your teenager.)
By the time I got back home, I was really looking forward to a peaceful cup of coffee.
Except…
All hell broke loose.
Because of course it did.
First, the dog wasn’t home. I thought he was out for his morning walk, but then I noticed my partner stomping around the house looking for paper towels.
“He rolled in shit,” he announced and went back outside clutching the paper towels and some baby wipes.
Shit?
“What kind, his own?” I asked.
Negative. He thought it may have been racoon poop.
My daughter, who was sitting at her at-home school desk waiting for a teacher to show up for her virtual school lesson, jumped into action.
“We have pet shampoo, I’ll run him a bath!” she exclaimed.
I looked at the coffee pot keeping warm on the stove and longed for a decent, quiet cup in front of WP reader for a half hour, before launching into my stuff.
But instead I took my phone and snapped some pictures. ๐
While the puppy was being bathed, I poured coffee. Less than a quarter cup left, and it was cold. Blah.
Of course the puppy wasn’t particularly impressed by the wet turn of events and after he was dried off, he whined in his penalty box (hallway with the baby gate preventing him from having the run of the house).
Somehow he settled down after a while.
My daughter went back to her laptop to check what the status was with her virtual school which was to begin today. She was able to log on, but that was about it. They had reset the passwords, but sent the info out last night around 9 pm.
Better late than never, right?
She tested it then, and it worked. She got in but there was no welcome message (they told us to expect one if her class had a teacher assigned).
I told my child to leave it till tomorrow and we’ll figure it out in the morning.
I have no idea what grade 8 will look like for her this year. It’s now 10:30 am and she’s looking at a powerpoint presentation. She has no teacher, no name, and no idea what to expect. And neither do I.
All we can do is listen to Doug and the slugs, and take it day by day by day by day.
Yay.
Tuesday, you’re on notice. I hope the rest of the day goes by smoother…
Grade 8? Are you sure they are going to finish grade 7?
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Oh dear! I do hope they get your daughterโs lessons figured out soon.
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This morning she has asynchronous learning material as they are still in the process of hiring virtual teachers. It’s not ideal but it’s something…
Grade 8 is off to a flying start. ๐
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Wow.
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They’re struggling. It’s a bit of a mess. I saw a family on the news with 3 kids from Kindergarten to grade 4 sitting around a table each plugged into a device staring at a screen. Virtual learning with or without a teacher for 4-8 year olds…I mean…? omg
It’s so sad and ridiculous. There was plenty of time, and demand, to hire teachers. The unions have been screaming to get more teachers into the system as class sizes were ridiculously high.
Now? They’re so far behind with hiring that even the younger children don’t have a teacher…both for in class and virtual.
I don’t know if it’s possible to catch up after such a serious delay. They’ve already lost 3 weeks of school so far…
Blah.
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Damn.
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On a completely random note, I do like your coffee pot.
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Ahh…Hope the day got better afterwards.
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At least you had time to snap photos. That is more time than some of us today. HOW….I will let you guess the acronym.
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Yes, I grabbed my phone to snap photos instead of making a fresh pot of hot delicious coffee… ๐
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Hoping your day got better
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Was said poop very dark, almost black? We have numerous skunk piles, so Iโm terribly familiar.
And let me just throw my 2 cents worth in here regarding masks… wash your own when you get home!
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I didn’t see the poop but it’s possible.
And yes we’re getting into that phase of “your mask, your responsibility”. I just hope they take it seriously…
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Hoping that the next cup of coffee is hot! Good luck with the online learning and I hope your day improves.
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Oh my goodness!! That is a handful! I hope your day gets better.
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You really deserve more appreciation from certain members of your family. That’s my two cents, anyway.
I heard you can tell raccoon poop by the dark rings.
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There were seeds in the poop so some wildlife no doubt.
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