it is! But at least this time we (Megan and I) have tomorrow off. The public schools are closed for some sort of teachers' in-service. Brian has school and Kevin has work. I guess it will be a catch-up day. And we need it, it was a busy weekend.
Saturday was not too bad, Megan had PSATs and swimming, Brian had tennis. He had hoped to go to FrightFest, but it didn't work out because of the weather, so he spent the night on xbox instead. Megan went out with a friend after swimming and Kevin and I went to dinner across the street from where they were, and watched the couples at the bar, out on middle-aged dates. It was fascinating, really.
Today Brian had church and Megan had to teach Sunday school and then go to her swim meet. Brian had his round robin tennis tournament. I don't know how he did, but he didn't get first, second, or third. I saw him lose one game bitterly to a girl, who ended up winning the whole thing, and then win one, tie one, and lose another. Megan swam ok, this wasn't a fast meet at all for them, just a fundraising kickoff meet for the team.
And so Brian is pulling himself together in school. He was having some trouble in one of his classes with a boy who would move his chair/desk around (they are the molded one-piece things that are probably awful for left-handed students anyway) with his feet from behind. Then he would put his foot up on Brian's desk. One time, Brian said he took off the kid's shoe and the kid still did it. I was getting really mad about all of this but he insisted that he would handle it. Well, he must have drawn on karma, because last week he came home and said that the kid doesn't kick his seat anymore. Why not? Because the kid now has a broken collarbone! So not only is he in no condition to kick chairs, but for eight weeks he also has to wear his glasses! There is justice in the spirit world after all.
As for Megan, she has decided that she would like to be an occupational therapist. I spoke to the daughter of Megan's former babysitter, who works as an OT, and she gave me some ideas, and I found a bunch of schools who offer OT programs. However, some are undergrad and some are only masters programs. Some of the undergrad programs are five years long, but they may involve two summers. Considering that the MS for OT is only a two year program, I almost think it's better to get the undergrad degree and then continue on into OT. Or some schools might only have some requirements, like maybe 2-3 years of college, before you can enter their programs. So we're going to start out visiting some schools just to get a feel.
Whatever it will be depends on finances and grades as much as course offerings. But I'm sure it will all work out anyway. In a field like that, your practical presence is as important as your academic credentials, I'm sure. So it is time to start the preliminary fact-finding.
In other news, Wilbur counts down his days as a fully endowed dog. November 1 will mark the day of his emasculation. I doubt it will change his behavior much, I expect him to still show the same inappropriate affection towards Rusty as he always has, although I hope he won't be quite as fascinated by the rear ends of his female dog park counterparts. The next day, or the morning of the second day, Megan and I will leave to visit Boston, leaving Kevin and Brian to man the homestead. All the cats have adapted well to their lost friend Buddy, and I have to say that the litterboxes are so much easier to clean, it's like half the cats have left instead of just one. There is something to be said for small demure cats, I guess!
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