Lesson planning!

All I really have to do on the work side of things in the next month is start my lesson plans for the year. It's a bit nerve wracking to realize I am the sole figure responsible for making sure these kids learn everything necessary. I'm completely confident in my abilities, but that doesn't relieve all the pressure. I'm also not one hundred percent positive whether the work I've already outlined is too difficult, too easy or just hard enough. It's like the Goldilocks dilemma of lesson planning. Argh.

Also on the Goldilocks spectrum is the subject of what to wear. I want to look professional and older, but not dowdy. I want to dress my age, while still coming across as commanding. I think this more or less means I need to invest in more heels. Surprisingly, for a short person anyway, I'm not always crazy about heels. I love the height they give me and the way they can make an outfit look, but they're terribly uncomfortable to wear all day. Strange to think that I used to wear heels to high school. Then again, I think I've provided more than enough evidence as to how strange I was then... But once I commit myself to wearing heels, a new dilemma presents. You see, I have rather small feet. Size fives usually. At Target, this means I can fit into a child size three. They just don't make cute shoes for small feet. Most people with feet my size are either a) children or b) really really old people. Neither age group tends to be in the market for anything other than sensible shoes. Ew. And when I wear flats sometimes? It looks like my feet have either had all the toes chopped off or suffered Chinese foot binding.

However, on a completely unrelated note, I'm really enjoying this nothing ness. My work schedule for the mall job hasn't been finalized yet so I find myself going to the pool. I haven't spent hours at the pool in years. Probably not since after my sophomore year of high school, honestly. I've had a job every summer since. Also, yesterday provided entertainment in a different fashion. One of my friends rides horses and invited me out to her barn for a mini riding lesson of sorts. Much more enjoyable than I expected. Granted, half the time we were walking around with my horse on a lead so it's not like I had to do much.... All the same, I'm a fan of the sport. My friend is trying to convince me to actual start taking riding lessons. It's tempting. After all, my summer is pretty much a blank slate.