Sunday...

Sunday. So bitter sweet. :) Chin up. :) We can do this. :)

Terminator...

Some days, I feel like I'm robo cop, or terminator, or Duracell bunny, or something. I get up at 5:20 a.m. I wake up the girls. I pack lunches, and snacks. Tell the girls to get dressed 3 times, tell them to make their beds 3 times, and tell them to pack their bags 3 times. Then off we go to my mom's. I hug, and kiss them, and pick up my sister. I try to get a hug from my nephew, but he's pretty stingy with the hugs. I drive my sister to work, stop at a store, if needed. Then, off to work. I unlock my classroom door, and the doors of the teachers around me. I'm one of the first people there. I write the agenda on the board, and look over my lesson. Some mornings, I go down, and eat school breakfast; some mornings I have a breakfast bar of some sort. I correct papers. If it's my hall duty, I go in the hall. I teach three class, then my prep. I correct papers. I go to lunch with the other teachers on my team. We talk about our students at lunch. Afterwards, I teach three more hours. Then I stay after school for about an hour, and correct papers. Then I go get the girls. I ask them about their day. (On Tuesdays E. has tennis. On Thursdays S. has daisy's. Some days we go to my mom's and walk after school with my mom, and my sister.) Some days we do an errand or two, the bank, or a store, or the post office. Then I make dinner. The girls, and I put out their clothes for the next day. I ask if they have homework. If necessary, I help them with their home work. We eat dinner together. After dinner, the girls take showers. Then we watch t.v, then read. The girls go to bed pretty early. Then I try to straighten up, pay bills, or correct. Then, I wash my face, brush my teeth, put in my mouth guard, and fall into bed, usually by 11. Then I get up at 5:20 a.m., and do it all over again. It's go, go, go, go. Even Saturday, and Sunday have a schedule, and a routine. I'm exhausted. :) But I love it, and I would not change a thing. I love my girls to the moon and back. We are almost there. It's Thursday. Peace.