One hour and nine minutes – That’s how long we waited in our car to pick up DaughterGeeding from her first day of school. Obviously, they have some kinks to work out from the first day of school, which I expected. Not to mention, it was the first day of the school’s existence.
I noticed the headmaster was outside, still with a well-tied tie and three-piece suit, running around in the Texas heat directing traffic and using his walkie-talkie to radio other staff about what kid to get ready for what car. Now that I think about it, I don’t really recall any of my principals wearing a suit often, but that was certainly the norm way back when. I wonder when they first started to go without the coat and tie, and I bet the older generation was ticked about how lazy and unprofessional society has become.
We didn’t expect DaughterGeeding to be crying or sad her first day, but when he hit the half-hour mark of sitting in the car with a never ending number of vehicles in front of us, we started to think she might be breaking down, that we forgot about her, and sad, tired, and ready to get home. But when she walked out the school, she had a big ol’ smile on her face, with a skip in her step, and as perky as one could be. She said she never doubted we’d show because she knew we love her and told her we would. That little nugget went on to tell us how fun the day was and that she was ready to go back tomorrow. And to our surprise, she was excited about getting home to do her homework. I know, this won’t last, but I’m going to cherish it while I still can.
One of the first things she said when she got in the car was, “Hello BrotherGeeding, did you miss me?”
DaughterGeeding did wake up crying after falling asleep for about a half hour thinking she didn’t complete all of her homework.
I’m grateful I have a job that allows me to fantastic work-life balance. It’s times like yesterday that I don’t take my job for granted.
Life keeps on changing and things will never be the same, and I tend to forget that. Yeah, DaughterGeeding was in preschool for two years, but now everything seems so “real” and will now become the norm.
I tend to think no one really cares about the pictures at the top of each Bag of Randomness, but sometimes I get an email saying it touched them emotionally or reminded them about something.
I was listening to some non-Ticket radio, and I’m not even sure what station I was on, but the focus of the conversation was about how all Briles and Baylor needs to do is let the convicted sexual assaulter story just blow over, just ride it out, since it worked for NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell. When I first heard of that, it really made me think, and perhaps it was the inflection in the man’s voice, but it seemed insensitive, as if he cared more about the reputation of the football program and school, than he did about student safety and the sexual assault of one student. Talking about worshiping false idols and not having any priorities. As much as I didn’t like what and how it was said, I do think no one comes out of this totally clean, even if it’s an inside investigation. My money would be on Phil Bennet for acknowledging how that player would be coming back and referencing something about his discipline, so it sounds like he’s in the know. Not to mention, his defense hasn’t been that strong and he would be an easy scapegoat.