Alright, alright, I'm back

Geez people, I'm getting my butt kicked here. Let's see, I ended last week knowing I wasn't ready for school to start. Therefore, I found myself working on Saturday. Bummer. Still wasn't ready, but then, who is really surprised by that?

I got to school Monday morning at 7am and left a little before 9pm. Beyond the fact that it was the first day, and I was expected to fill the classtime with blather about classroom rules and what the class would be like (mind you for 4 of my classes 3/4 of the people in the room were in yearbook last year, so they know the ropes). 8th period I met what I can only refer to as a lot of squirley freshmen. Literally. The freshgirls were cute and well behaved . . . hmmmm. Oh yeah, beyond that all the students that couldn't make it back to town to get their student ID's made have to come to me to get an ID before they may get their books. The last two days have been madness. It's been so bad that my 3 hour break in the middle of the day is non existent because all these pesky buggers are coming during their lunches to get ID's grrrrrr. Oh and on a horrifying side note, the stitches on my skirt by the zipper were apparently under so much pressure they came undone. Thank God I had on a long shirt and black skivvies. So, yes, a diet is mandatory.

Nothing like walking into a house and falling straight into bed. I was so tired . . . however, I took some Benadryl right before going to bed. I'm not positive that was the problem. It could have been that I just had too much going through my head about what I needed to not forget. I did not sleep. I'm not kidding. There is a clock that shows on the ceiling, and every hour I would look up and see the time.

Yesterday I got to school at 6am and left by I think 6:00pm. Better, but my head was fuzzy all day from lack of sleep. I did sleep though.

Today, I was running late and didn't get here until after 6:30. On a side note, I was talking to Ann this morning (it's good to know others that wake at the crack of dawn); she told me she went on a walk with her dog Sadie they saw the butterfly in the photo on the blog (the one in the bushes not on top of the house) in the middle of a yard. She felt it looked a bit menacing, butterflies belong in bushes! Let's ponder this for a moment. . . Those suckers are mass produced and more strangly perhaps, mass purchased.

Day 3 of eating properly if it kills me, it does help that I'm so busy I don't have time to think about being hungry. Of course I still have a ton to do. So, I have to run my friends.