I went to bed early, with my teaching clothes ready, Jeep filled with gas, lunch in the fridge, and teaching supplies beside the door. Not a good idea! I woke up at 2 a.m. and couldn't get back to sleep, anxious about what the day might bring. After reading for a couple of hours and falling asleep on the chair in the living room, I made my way back to bed.
I woke up at 6:45 a.m., an hour after the occasional teaching calls begin, and finally accepted the fact that no teacher misses the first day of school unless there are dire circumstances. I don't wish that on anyone. I rolled over for an extra half hour of sound sleep.
Instead of occasional teaching, this is what I was able to accomplish on the first day of school:
- Phoned Mom and wish her a happy birthday
- Took a long walk down the road and visited with cottage neighbours spending their final days at the lake
- Organized rooms for the upcoming family reunion (this weekend!)
- Read the Ottawa Citizen, cover to cover
- Almost finished reading Daughters-in-Law, borrowed from my brother last weekend
- Completed half of the e-training for the Board of Education
- Helped my husband do the lake testing and rock collecting
- Signed up for a First Aid Instructor update in Ottawa
- Enjoyed a glass of wine while preparing dinner
In the meantime,
Bee Rich