This first week was killer. Early 5 AM
mornings, making breakfasts and school lunches (nobody wants the same
thing), extra mid-week laundry, and still late midnight and 1 AM
bedtimes (babysitting granddaughter, her mommy works late shifts). I
was joking with my husband on the first 1 AM night that we were
going to have to have concentrated sleep to get our 8 hours in in
only 4. He said, “Ja, maybe we should drink some energy drinks
before we go to bed so that we can sleep faster.” Too bad it
doesn't work that way, but babysitting my little sweetheart is
totally worth every second of lost sleep.
When we picked up the school schedules,
before school started, both of my children's schedules were messed
up. Thankfully, they were given corrected schedules on the first day
of school. I think we have all the extra class fees paid, have bought
the extra supplies each teacher requires for their class, and filled
out and signed all the forms sent home.
My son seems to have no homework. My
daughter has hours of homework every night. She has found a way to
get it all finished and still have time to visit with her friends. I
have an idea of what they like to eat, and how long it takes to get
it all ready. And I'm kind of proud of myself, I made homemade bread,
apple cranberry muffins, kept up with all the laundry, sorted though
some old files, and nobody missed the bus last week. I expect mornings
to run smoothly now, despite the lack of sleep.
Until I'm six feet
under
I don't need a bed
Gonna live while I'm alive
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Till they roll me over
And lay my bones to rest
Gonna live while I'm alive
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I don't need a bed
Gonna live while I'm alive
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Till they roll me over
And lay my bones to rest
Gonna live while I'm alive
I'll sleep when I'm dead
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