… put name plates in books that were destined to some of our students.
… made a million and one photocopies.
… answered a bajillion phone calls.
… held a good number of yoga poses while cracking jokes. (I can’t help it, Yoga makes me goofy.)
… ate four fun size Snicker’s bars.
… had lunch at my desk.
… cried a little while reading a blog written by someone I wouldn’t recognize in the street. The number of people thinking about her and hoping with her is inspirational.
… almost cried while chatting with a friend who just had a miscariage. She is too far away for me to give her hugs in person. I can’t wait for her to get home so I can take her out for some icecream.
… checked in with my sister who is hoping her baby stays put long enough for her son to feel a little more comfortable at school. So far so good.
… alternated between being depressed and extremely pissed that M still hasn’t made up his mind and refuses to bring up the subject. I hate that he is effectively making up his mind by not dealing with the situation. It makes me sad that he doesn’t see how upset I am about this.
… ate my dinner at lightning speed because C was a little hellion tonight. Her teeth are bothering her so much all she can do is whine and shove both of her hands in her mouth. She ate no dinner, wailed about everything and went to bed without even drinking her sacrosanct bottle.
… am going to bed in the hope that tomorrow will be a better day…