Three days that felt forever…
I had to write up a student for discipline issues. It was the first time I ever had to do that and it bothered me for a few minutes.
Funny how that feeling passed right over me.
I think I am taking to 4th graders like a duck to water. Physically, I come home and I am in bed by 8:30 pm or 9:00pm. It’s probably because I am now constantly moving. When I am with the students, mentally I feel refreshed, if that is possible. It’s as if they realize that I am there to help them. It is nice to feel them appreciate me.
There’s one problem, though.
Monday comes around really quick.
Kasia and I are having hard times missing our Zush.
Above is a shot of Zushie’s bed. I would always give Kasia hell, telling her it’s her sister’s bed, she doesn’t feel well, and she has her own bed she should use.
Now, no one is on it. The last few days Zush was drooling on the corner, so I put it outside so the sun would dry it out. It’s back in the house, but like all the other things Zush used, it’s either not being used and/ or missing Zush herself. It is so hard just getting visually acclimated to the house again. Kasia and I look at each other and it’s like we can read each other’s mind.
For the first time in 8 years, Kasia went on a road trip with us, which was weird. The whole concept of a second dog was to keep the one dog company. Now we feel sorry for her and took her with us to Lowes.
It’s going to be a really long healing process.
With occasional barks from Kasia in the bedroom, it’s kind of quiet here.
I have television on, but my mind is with Zush. We both are kind of beat.
It is a gloomy day here. It’s the kind of day that history usually leads us to believe is better spent in bed. As Zush is still quiet and resting, I figure I’ll hold off on our walk till the area of 4pm. We did almost a mile this morning, so we won’t be quite as intense on this one. Still, it is pleasant to go out in the winter solitude, with hardly any cars around to choke us with exhaust as we walk. By the time we get back, it’ll be dinner and we’ll get ready for the night.
Kasia has been extremely good: I can’t help but wonder if she picks up on what’s going on. I do believe animals sense things. We’ll appreciate the coziness of this weather and the evening. After all, isn’t that what girls do?
The difference between a 55th birthday and 25th?
No bells, no whistles, a nice quiet night.The mere fact of being able to get to bed in about 30 minutes is sounding like heaven. I am not complaining, mind you.I am just happy that I have reached a point in my life where quiet is not only good,it’s appreciated.
Tomorrow starts the rest of the festivities leading up to retirement on the 2nd of January.That’s when the real fun begins.
It would be a really good day to stay in bed and vegetate…but I won’t.
When you have a lot going on, and you have decisions to make, it’s easy to stay in bed and pull up the covers.The day must go on, though.Dogs must be walked, house must be straightened,bags must be packed, and the sum of that is that, at 54,the days of staying in bed for a few hours are long gone.Funny how when you are younger you yearn for responsibility.My parents would always tell me to appreciate those days. I look up to heaven and tell them, I did-really. You would just give to have a day to go back to little or no responsibility.
We are heading down later to deal with the contractor and move a step closer to Undisclosed Deux. Each day brings us closer.Here’s hoping that all will be well for us all.
Got back from Undisclosed Location west in time to get the laundry done and get a cool shower. To me it’s incredible how refreshing that was,after having flop sweat undoing packing from our trip,
I am home early enough to catch
Food Network Star-it’s a treat to be ready for bed and up to relax while watching the show.So here’s hoping that a good week is had by all! Stay cool!
It’s been a long day.
My husband is out with his buddy,
I am in bed. A bed with clean sheets and blanket, pillows just the way you like them…is there anything to soothe a busy soul that’s better? Since I have no company but the girls, the tv is mine, we girls are tired from playing in the field…
All is good ….