Huh. Here we are.

Welp, my strategy of telling myself 'I'll deal with that in August' has backfired spectacularly.

It's not only August, it's half-past August!
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I did manage some stuff, but if I want to get done with the rest of my list, it's time to step up my game. I got our storage room mostly put together, although the dye extravaganza last weekend messed it up a little, I think it can be put right in about 10 minutes if I just, you know, DO it. Lyssa and Mason are coming back this weekend for a rematch, Lyssa's sweatshirt needs more dye. 
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The biggest mess in the house is the room where I have my TV and movies and computer and all sorts of other stuff for work. I absolutely must get it straightened out this weekend. It should be a little cooler, when the weather's hot I don't feel like doing a damn thing.
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I'm still trying to work on plans for the first month of school. Our company does put out a curriculum of sorts so that we don't have to plan, but I find that having a couple new projects plus some of the old favorites ready to go helps me adjust faster to the new routine.
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I haven't seen my group roster yet. I'll ask next time I'm at the office. But I know that I'll have at least five Kinders. I love them, they're so cute and everything is so new to them. Four of the pack are the younger siblings of kids I've already had for a couple years. Sometimes that's a little difficult as the bigger ones want to parent the smaller ones, and while I appreciate that they know their little brother or sister better than I do, I'd still like to see everyone doing their own thing, not monitoring siblings.
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I haven't even cleaned out my work backpack. Or, as the smalls like to call it, a pack pack. One more than one occasion, I've also heard back back. And yes, pack back has made it into the mix now and then. Makes me smile.

I have a spectacular pack pack, did you know that? 

It looks like this. Except a little more grubby.

Finally gave up the kind that hangs off the shoulders about four years ago. This one can be used as a regular backpack, but there's a little pocket in the back to tuck the straps in. I have never carried it on my back.

This thing has a telescoping handle, wheels and a bunch of pockets and a padded sleeve for my work laptop. The only thing it lacks is an engine.

I have everything I could possibly need in there. 
And more than one thing no one needs. Probably.

It has all the medications I take, not many, mostly things like Tylenol, Excedrin and the occasional heartburn pill, but there are also Benadryl caps and Imodium in there just in case. I still react to apples. ::shrug::

A first aid kit for my own use with bandages.  Tie dyed. Of course. 

I have some antibiotic cream for me. 
If I don't wash, put it on, and apply a bandage when I get poked with a staple or get a paper cut, I will get an infection in short order. 
Schools are germ factories.
But Polysporin isn't allowed for kids under licensing, so it has to stay in my personal supplies. 

Let's see, what else is in there? A Leatherman tool. Personal art supplies because the scores of meetings that could have been an email are borrrrinngggggg and NO ONE wants to sit next to me when I'm fidgeting. I'm going to skip a few meetings this year. 
I did last year, too. 


Fingernail clippers. I often catch and tear a nail while prying LEGO apart, for example. Or just while dragging rugs out to set up for the afternoon. I keep my nails utilitarian short, unpolished and plain. 

I've never been big on all that fancy girl stuff... I did go through a phase as a young teen, though. Remember me talking about how our little town was full of lemmings? Any fad that came through caught most people. One of my 8th grade friends got her own manicure kit for Christmas and suddenly we all wanted one. I even got one, and for awhile (maybe six months) I put on nail polish. Pain in the ass.
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The adults keep our personal items in the back room (the kids don't go in there), and when we're not in the cafeteria, the door to that room is closed and locked. The pocket of my pack that contains medications is also locked with a teeny little padlock. The two zippers lock together. The key is on my keychain in my pocket. I can't leave home without the key to the back room and to the padlock because they're attached to my car key.
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I emailed our trainer regarding the fact that Alfie Kohn is now doing podcasts. He got back to me, asking me about doing a presentation about how and why I don't use a reward system to obtain compliance. Just those words make me bristle. Grr.
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So do you have things to accomplish on your list? Do you ever complete that list?
How do you feel about pushing the big rock up the endless hill?