Day 2 of my daughter's camp and I don't like her teacher. Figures - with me being her end all be all teacher. It is hard to stand back and watch her deal with it. Theater people are usually very drama oriented and with my science background, I just don't understand it. This teacher is frustrated with her because my DD has no theater background and it slowing everyone down. Well, if this was for experienced actors only, we would not have registered for it.
I digress - she is still wanting to do it, so it is her call until there is actual abuse. Good Lord, I cannot wait until all this is not under my control anymore. I raised my kiddos independent, so the older ones only come to me when it is really bad or after they have done something about it. They are very adult and it is a much easier relationship.
So, my strange feeling is a butterfly stomach, but not really - nervous, some would say anxious, but I am not anxious. I usually get this when a change is coming. Could be good or bad. I bet if I had a pet, they would be acting crazy too.
I did find out today that we more than likely will not be able to be in the loft by September, which I was really hoping for the starting back of homeschool.
Lots of waiting around right now, so I am being tested on my patience. I want to start sewing so badly it is hurting right now. All in due time though - all in due time.