This past week was busy. Like get to the end of the week and take a deep breath busy.
On Monday, I had a full day at school. It was the last week of our term, so I was getting everything in order for the end (which totally means that as of today, I have six weeks of school left--so close, yet so far). Then I raced home, put away all the laundry and cleaned up and took Oliver to the vet. He got a shot (two actually--the first went right through him) and we discussed some things to try to help him gain weight because he was tiny and wasn't eating. They gave us a wormer and some new food, and all was well. Andy surprised me and showed up at the vet's office. I thought I was going to be alone, but I was so grateful he came. There was a lot of stuff to carry out, and it would have been overwhelming on my own. After the vet, my friend Rebekah came over and we planned out our table for a ladies' luncheon at church next Saturday. Rebekah stayed for dinner and we had hot dogs and smores over the fire pit. I think it was eight before we finished up dinner and came in.
Last Tuesday was a loooonnnng day. After school, I had to to go the Academic Superbowl. I am the English coach (there are five separate teams), and we had to go to a town about 30 minutes away. We left the school before 4 and didn't get home until nearly 10. My team took first in their division, which was exciting. I was proud of them--it was a lot of reading. Once I got home, I really didn't want to do much. I think Andy and I watched some tv and I fell asleep on the sofa.
By Wednesday I was already exhausted. I hadn't had enough sleep, and there was still a whole lot to do. I finished up a LOT of grading and was really slap happy. I rewarded myself by reading Angie Smith's book for ten minutes at the end of the day. I quickly realized that was not a book that could be read at school. I was tearing up at my desk in the first chapter. After work, R. and I met at the Dollar Tree to buy the stuff we needed for our table--but they didn't have much at all. So we ran over to Wal-Mart. We found everything we needed there (after poring over plants forever to find the perfect set of six). Then I ran home, ate quickly, and headed to church for youth group. I was really slap happy there...which isn't so good for one of the adults. Andy was at work until 9:30 that night, so I was home alone for a good while after youth group.
Thursday was close to a normal day. After school, I played with Oliver and cleaned up the house (it wasn't in pretty shape). Andy's little brother in BBBS came over, and we had spaghetti (the first time I cooked a meal all week). They both ate gluten free pasta and had no idea. I really don't remember much about Thursday--I feel like I fell asleep for a little bit. I know I spray painted pots for our table for the luncheon....and I know that I watched Community, The Office, and two episodes of 30 Rock.
Friday was frantic. When I got home from school, I packed all of our stuff for the weekend, baked a treat for the "Treat of the Month Club" for Andy's dad, and did two loads of laundry....and started editing a few pictures that I'll hopefully finish today. Andy got home late, then had to load things in the truck...which took over a half-hour. Then we had to go to Lowes to buy tarp straps...then we finally hit the road. Then the dog was a wild man. Then part of the tiller we were transporting back to Indianapolis flew off while we were on the interstate. At 8, Andy looked at me and told me he was hungry...and that he really wanted something greasy and disgusting. So we went to McDonald's for the first time in over a year. And it hit the spot. Sometimes a double cheeseburger and small fries is the only thing that can fix anxiety. Rarely. But sometimes. We finally made it to Indy, spent a half-hour or so there, watched Oliver chase Keegan again....this time Oliver made Keegan bleed a little. He's a rough little pup. We finally made it to my parent's house at 11ish...and Lauren got home shortly after us. We were all up way too late.
Saturday was nice. We got to see grandma and grandpa, I napped a few different times, Oliver played with everyone. Oliver attacked Lauren a few times. She gave him one of her socks, and he wanted the other, so he grabbed at her foot until she gave it to him. I kept chasing Oliver around because he kept getting into things and trying to eat things he shouldn't have. I had to pry open his mouth a few times and take things out. He's getting really good at running away when he has things he knows he shouldn't. We played the Wii until way too late....and finally went to sleep.
Andy and I had to get up at 4:30 on Sunday because we didn't have anyone to cover our Sunday School class. There was a bit of a miscommunication last week....I assumed Andy had asked someone to cover our class because he always does. He thought he asked me to ask someone. But he didn't, so I didn't. So we made a miserable drive home from 5-8. I chose to skip Sunday School because I felt like death warmed over. I went to bed and stayed there until noon. Andy went to Sunday School, and I honestly don't know if he went to church or came home. That's how asleep I was. We didn't do much....I eventually went to the grocery store, but I think that's about all that happened. We watched Avatar (I watched about 35 percent with my eyes closed), and I finished reading Angie Smith's new book. And sobbed through it. And finally I went to bed, ready for the new week.
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Congrats on the superbowl!
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