Life . . . it’s what happens when you are trying to sleep . . .

25 Sep

So, most people know that being a teacher is a butt-kicking job.  I come home most days absolutely REELING.  Then I have to run my household — cook dinner, check homework, clean something (ha!), keep up with laundry, and all that.  So anything that throws my routine (if you can call it that) off is a serious annoyance.

Yesterday, was an early-out day at our school.  The kids go home around 1pm but we teachers stay and work all afternoon.  These are days when I am very glad my husband works at home (although our on-campus afterschool care program totally steps up and watches my kids for me on those days when he’s otherwise occupied).  Still I honestly thought that I’d be getting home and washing Ruby with the chemical mix I mentioned yesterday before I could cook dinner and all that jazz.

Instead, I came home to excited children tripping over one another to tell me that they had washed the dog.  “We knew you’d be tired after all those meetings, Mom, so we did this for you!”

Talk about a burst of energy.  I’ll say it now — to make it official — I have an awesome husband, an awesome daughter, and an awesome son.

I also still have a stinky dog.  Only a little stinky though so I think I’ll give her one more bath tonight and hopefully we’ll be done with it.  Fingers crossed!

The cold that’s stalking me is waiting for the weekend.  I feel the symptoms coming on a little bit more each day.  Yesterday, it was a sore throat.  The day before, sinus pressure.  We’ll see.  I have decided that if I get really sick, I’m not going camping.  So, I figure it won’t hit until I’m halfway to our campground.  That’s the way life works, right?

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9 Responses to “Life . . . it’s what happens when you are trying to sleep . . .”

  1. Lynne at Hasty Brook 25 September, 2008 at 6:18 am #

    How sweet of your family to take on that job for you.

    Feel better Liza. :)

  2. robin andrea 25 September, 2008 at 9:28 am #

    That’s really sweet of them to wash Ruby. Hurray for such thoughtfulness. They are awesome. Hope you feel better. Take care.

  3. Phyllis 25 September, 2008 at 9:49 am #

    Good DH! Good kids!

    We had a skunk spray in one of the backyards that adjoins ours last night and our house REEKS.

    I had a cold last week that never quite turned into a complete cold but just put me off my game enough that I was cranky and bleah. It wasn’t fun, but it was better than the full-blown, nose-honking one we shared around a few weeks ago.

  4. jayne 25 September, 2008 at 12:30 pm #

    Run for the Zicam or the Airborne, or something… :c)
    Yay to your beautiful family! Hip hip hooray!

  5. Pam 25 September, 2008 at 4:34 pm #

    Ohhh, I sure hope you don’t get sick for your special weekend! And what a wonderful family, for sure!

  6. Susan Gets Native 25 September, 2008 at 7:51 pm #

    That is a special type of Heaven….kids and husbands who think of you and try to help.

    Bless their hearts.

  7. Miz S 27 September, 2008 at 4:25 am #

    I hope that cold decides to go bother someone else. And I hope that you can get some rest this weekend. I know how hard you work, honey. And it never ends…

  8. Trixie 27 September, 2008 at 11:48 am #

    Oh my! Poor Liza, poor Ruby, poor family! I do hope you are able to rehabilitate the girl’s room. Cheers to Greg and the kids taking on the dog bath.

  9. mary 29 September, 2008 at 5:11 pm #

    Oh, no…skunk.

    You have a wonderful family, Liza. They step up when you need them. I’m sure Ruby appreciates them, too!

    And I so understand the routine but it really wears you down when that cold is knocking on your door.

    Take care.

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