Tomorrow is 11….

Eleven more days of school for my school kids,and for me.

Will I miss it? Absolutely! I am hoping that I will be able to be assigned to the same class again, or at least the same school. The experiences I have had working with the autistic and Aspergers students have really been an experience. I love it.I feel as though I am making a useful application to my life.
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Don’t get me wrong:I am going to savor every second of the summer.Truly I am. But I actually admit that I’m looking forward to September.

A Z pack later

For the first time since the end of February, I am home sick. Really sick.

I don’t know how this got to this point but I am glad I got the antibiotic and this morning I cooked up a pot of chicken soup for me so I have been nibbling on salty pretzel nuggets, Ritz crackers and chicken broth. Appetite isn’t really the issue.I am just sore as all hell from all this hacking.

One really weird thing was calling out sick.I actually miss the kids, knowing that they are probably responsible for my illness..lol.I have come to understand the affection behind working with children. Hey, I remember some of the good teachers and nuns I have had.At the age of 46, I finally get it.

It is easy, too, because, I love my fur girls and the love there is unconditional.Granted the children affection isn’t unconditional, but the interaction is so nice.

Doctor’s order’s has me lying low over this weekend, so I hopefully will be back with the kiddos on Monday.