Well I was so exhausted after Open House last night, I came home and went right to bed, and I slept very soundly... for a while. Derek rolled over in his sleep and lovingly put his arm around me, which was wonderful. But gosh darnit, that was just enough to alert my mind and body to wake up and start shouting at me again!! This time, it was about finishing my syllabus. So at 4:45 a.m., I get out of bed and shuffle into the office to turn on my computer. At least I have more of my syllabus done now. For some reason, the syllabus is what has scared me the most this entire summer. I kept having wretched "Teacher Nightmares" about the stupid syllabus! (If you are a teacher, you will absolutely know what I'm talking about. If you are not a teacher, then you have absolutely no idea how horribly terrifying these dreams can be!) I guess I'm out of the nightmare stage (until Sunday night, no doubt), and on to the phase of just not being able to sleep at all. Will my body ever get back to normal sleep habits???
One of my fellow teachers told me this would happen, but he only mentioned it happening on Sunday night before my first day. He didn't say it would happen for the entire week heading up to it! At least I'm being productive, I guess.
On another note, I have to tell you how wonderful my mother is, and how great it is working close to my parent's house. I have to admit that while growing up, I always thought it would be kind of horrible living in the town where you grew up. Well, I have actually ventured out a little from Dacula... into Grayson! I know, I know... I'm a rebel! But last night, I realized how blessed I am by that. After leaving the school at 7:45 p.m. and not having eaten since 11:30 a.m., my stomach had started to eat its lining, and we all know how that can cause some problems!
I had two options... pray that I don't have major stomach ulcers by the time I make the 45-minute drive home, plus 15 minutes to make something to eat, OR, I could call mom, who lives only 10 minutes away. For any sane person, option #2 is the only obvious choice! So in the best your-precious-child-whom-you-love-needs-help voice that I could muster, I called and asked if she had made any dinner, of which I could possibly partake. Unfortunately, they had only had a leftovers night, which were now all gone! But remember that the entire point of this paragraph is to tell you how WONDERFUL my mom truly is. So she didn't leave it there... she offered to make me a breakfast dinner! CALLOO CALLAY, WE'LL EAT TODAY... LIKE CABBAGES AND KINGS!!! HOORAY!!!! I LOVE my mom's breakfast dinners. They are very nostalgic to me, which is probably the reason I like them so much. We used to eat a lot of breakfast dinners during softball season because we would get home from practice really late, and nobody can make eggs and bacon like my mom! So long story short, I went by my parent's house and ate dinner before going home, and my mom saved Derek and I from huge medical bills that could have arisen if my stomach had eaten itself. YAY MOMMY!
I finally realized after last night, that it is wonderful living in the same county as my parents. I live just far enough away that I don't yet know all the back roads, so it's still new. And I'm teaching in a school and a district where I didn't attend myself. So it's still a brand new life for me... with some of the amenities of being close to home. I am VERY blessed.
So praise the Lord this (very early) morning for wonderful mothers, breakfast dinners, and productivity. Now it's off to another wonderful day of staff meetings and planning. Please pray that I sleep tonight!!! :-)
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