Clarification on the last post
Mating Season has started in the junior high, and it's IMPOSSIBLE to get kids to focus more than about five minutes at a time. If that. By the end of 6th period today, I was ready to commit homicide, but I'd promised to stay after and let kids work. Which would have been fine, if they'd been, you know, WORKING. After 40 minutes of socializing, I stood up, said, "That's it. I'm gone," and kicked them all out because I just. Couldn't. Take it.
And then I went to El Toro for dinner with Charmee, and had two margaritas. Bad Lissa. But I did go to Curves afterward, so only moderately bad Lissa. (And I'd eaten very sensibly earlier; yogurt/fruit/granola and milk for breakfast, a salad, a banana, and milk for lunch.)
So now I'm going to go take a shower and go to bed. Yes, I'm going to go to bed before 8:00. No, I don't care. I just want to forget that today happened.
Two more days. Two more days. Two more days.
And then I went to El Toro for dinner with Charmee, and had two margaritas. Bad Lissa. But I did go to Curves afterward, so only moderately bad Lissa. (And I'd eaten very sensibly earlier; yogurt/fruit/granola and milk for breakfast, a salad, a banana, and milk for lunch.)
So now I'm going to go take a shower and go to bed. Yes, I'm going to go to bed before 8:00. No, I don't care. I just want to forget that today happened.
Two more days. Two more days. Two more days.