The last couple nights I have had a shot of Bailey's Irish Cream before going to bed. I wasn't sleeping well - waking up between 12 and 2AM and not being able to go back to sleep because I would just keep thinking. It seems to be zonking me out.![]()
A better day today, my abs are sore already from the workout. I've been avoiding question/comment time in my classroom. Invariably one of my kids would ask me how she was doing. Today my avoidance strategy was to play a spelling game that the class loves. They actually made me laugh during the game.
I've been a bit terse the last few days with them. It's funny, in a sad way, how some of them just can't "read" other people at all and will ramble on at me about whatever. Then other kids are so aware and are like walking on egg shells. My two repeat girls from my combo last year knew on Thursday something was up and stayed after school to ask.
It's weird how I can write about her on the Internet and it makes me feel better. But I haven't been able to put anything down in my journal. I guess writing it on paper makes it too real.
When we lost our other two pets in 2003, I made a point of writing about Tilda in my journal. I knew I would want to go back and read about silly little things she did. I can't go there yet either.
V.




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