my week (in a sugar coated nutshell)

I woke up Sunday morning at 10:15 am on the couch in the living room at my sister's house...wearing a snuggie. The snuggie made me highly suspicious. I had a horrible cold and 30 minutes to get dressed and be somewhere. I grabbed my things and dashed out the door--What? No car?

I dashed back in, crept up the stairs, peaked in my sister's bedroom, and asked for a ride home.

I ran up the stairs, threw my things on the floor, jumped in the shower, freshened up, jumped out, put my glasses in my wet hair--then they were gone.

I drove to my meeting ten minutes late with wet hair and a pair of old broken glasses balanced on my nose.

Monday: Valentine's Day. My favorite day of the year. I called in sick, stayed home from work. I was awake for two hours--to drink some orange juice, write lesson plans for Tuesday, and watch an TVO'ed episode of Bones.

Tuesday: I called in sick, stayed home from work. I was awake for four hours--to drink some orange juice, write lesson plans for Wednesday, watch 2 episodes of TVO'ed Bones, and talk to my sister on the phone. Went back to sleep at 10 pm.

Wednesday: Called in not sick. Got up. Got dressed. 20 minute nose bleed...twice. Called in late to work. Showed up. Stayed all day...even through parent/teacher conferences. Talked to a grand total of one parent.

Thursday: Slept in. Called not work. Got up. Raced around the room. Got dressed. Grabbed my keys. Ran down the stairs. Discovered I was blind. Ran up the stairs. Reached for my glasses. They were gone. Began to pray. As I say the opening lines, "Dear Heavenly Father...Please help me..." CRUNCH! Step on my glasses. Bust them. Now I own two pairs of broken glasses. Find the pair I wore on Sunday to look for the pair I haven't seen since this summer. Pray again. Find the camera cord I forgot I needed and the old glasses in the same box. Funny how that happens. Drove to work. Arrived late. Prep period. SIGH!

Maybe next week will be better.