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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Liza Lee Miller 