Wednesday, June 13, 2012
I have a weight loss deal with myself - for every 5 lbs I lose, I get myself a little something fitness related. So, last weekend I bought myself new cycling shorts. :D
And today, I feel like I should take them back. Ah, the lovely last week of school, full of stress, cheating students, whining parents protecting their little cheating angels, end of year parties, final exam cookies, and beer to take the edge off. I haven't gone hugely overboard, but eating all the sugar and crap has made me poofy and bloated, and I feel yucky. There isn't enough water in the world it seems to flush all this out. Tomorrow it's a half day of school, meeting with the parents of the cheating angel, grading exams then home to pay the landscaper her well-earned money for the new *gorgeous* back yard I have. Then... bike ride. Until my legs fall off, preferably. Then funeral visitation for a colleague from a school across town. That's 2 current teachers the district has lost since January, when my friend Susan was killed. 2 years ago we lost 2 teachers who both had to retire as a result of their illnesses - one was 45, one 57. To whomever is in charge of this kind of thing? I think we've paid our dues, thanks.
Bring on the cycling therapy, summer vacation, and mornings on the deck with a cup of tea, a book and my gorgeous yard. A little time to lick the emotional wounds is in order. Ever so grateful for my amazing friends who help me deal with all of this, and hold my hand as I try to make sense of it.