Last night my big dilemma (other than, should I have a rum and cokezero or not) was what time I should wake up this morning. The FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL (ba, ba, bum!). I thought (briefly) about getting up around 5:30 and going for a (much needed) run. I am pretty sure I even set the alarm for 5:30. You know, five, THREE, zero.
Too bad miss raven didn't get the memo. She (and her bladder) decided that the appropriate time to wake me up would be 5:15. Five, ONE, five.
So, while I didn't sleep in, I, um, didn't go for a run either. Yes, the proper word to be thinking at this time would be L.A.Z.Y. I'm not to proud to admit it. I did, however, come home tonight and do an hour's worth of yardwork including mowing the lawn, using the weedwhacker, and trimming some branches from a couple of trees. That should count for something.
The first day of school was pretty much what I thought it would be. Busy, crazy, stressful, complicated,
tiring exhausting...you know, all of those kinds of adjectives. Not horrible, though. I am pretty sure I was on my feet constantly from 7:30 to 11:45. And then again from 2:30ish until 4:30. Needless to say, my feeet are tired and sore. Very, very sore. They aren't used to be used quite so much!
I wish I could say that tomorrow won't be just as
, but it will. Actually, pretty much ALL of my week will be like that. 1 down, 179 to go. Not that I am counting or anything. LOL!!! I said that to a student at the end of the day. He said to me, "When you put it like that it sounds so depressing." I had to laugh because he was right. I told him to instead focus on the fact that we have nine more days of school until we get a day off (Labor Day). That made him feel better and, you know what? It made me feel better, too.
1 down, 9 to go....before Labor Day......