Whew, the tough week is over

Yes, I realize it is Monday. I was talking about the last 5 days, rather than calendar week. In the last 5 days I have driven into the office 3 times. Thirty-three miles each way, averaging an hour and twenty minutes of driving (each way that is). I hate that much driving. I hate that much traffic. And we've had northern Illinois weather for it: icy roads, snow covered roads, and today fog with the threat of ice. I'm so glad that is over.

I haven't done much on the home front, I haven't been on the home front. Violet and Mr. I have gotten out the Christmas tree and decorations, it looks really nice. They did a lot of science together. And Violet prepared an awesome poster of the rain forest.

I think she is glad we are getting back to normal. I know I am. I was worried if I kept going into the office like that someone would assign me a desk. Yikes. We can't let that happen. I haven't had a desk or cubicle in years. For a while I had a drawer. Now I don't even have an inbox. One of the administrative assistants gets my rare pieces of mail and she lets know what I need to know. I like it that way. If I get a place to sit they'll expect me to sit there!

Tonight was Violet's last swim class for the year, they are taking a break over the holidays. While she was changing I asked the swim instructor what Violet should be working on. She said mainly endurance, but also breast stroke a little. She also said she's strongly considering moving her up to the next level soon, maybe even before the next class. I am so relieved. I've been getting frustrated lately that Violet seems to be swimming circles around her classmates and isn't getting much out of the class. But, well, I'm her mom, it is my job to think she's light years above everyone else. Apparently I wasn't too far off because her instructor said she isn't learning as much in that class since she is ahead of them (she did start that level before any of them did - and she's a bit older, and definitely more mature). I did let Violet know. She knew exactly what she needs to work on in breast stroke. I don't think she's as excited as me that she'll soon be moving up. But then again, she isn't paying for the classes. I'm glad she's be challenged more soon.

Tomorrow we have some errands to run in the morning. Then we'll be home all day to try to get back into our old swing of things. Hooray for normalcy!!