Ok, that illness really kicked my ass off the journal. After a few months of daily writing I’ve hardly written in February. I’m still nursing some sinus problems, and I’m worried I have a sinus infection, but I’m ok to write. Cleo is harassing me to pick her up, but she spent an hour on my lap earlier, so she’ll be ok on her own while I write.
Now, I’ve been anywhere from slightly to seriously ill for the last nine days. Illnesses suck. At least this wasn’t a rough work week. I stayed home (sorry, “worked at home”) Wednesday and read (“Gulliver’s Travels”) in-between email correspondence. I also cleaned, hanged some pictures, and finished organizing my things post-Orlando. Thursday morning I arrived at work by seven, knocked out a shitload of paperwork, taught assessment, did the lunch thing with Paul, took in a couple of meetings, and went home. Oh, Thursday was Valentine’s Day. I got M chocolate and yahtzee. We fought last night, however, because she yelled at me when I told her she had already put enough eyedrops into N’s eyes and should let him sleep. Man, we don’t fight much, but if you’re going to treat me like a doddering dad who doesn’t know what he’s doing you’re asking for trouble. I spend more time with my kids in one night than most dads do in a week.
Today was busy but decent. This morning I slept a little later, worked out (back in that habit, anyway, third day in a row), hit Costco, and met a former student for tea at the Grafton Alterra’s. We talked for a solid hour. Afterwards I hit Borders but decided against buying anything. I should have hit the library but I had forgotten my card in the pre-trip wallet purge. I’ve got a couple books there, but I’m enjoying the Swift as well. Mr. Swift wrote damn good sentences. I also thought about buying “30 Rock” on DVD but Borders didn’t have the set in stock. Later I hit work, finished my load sheets and hung out in my office until about four. I hit Target (video game, baseball cards) and Pick and Save (Sun Chips along with a few other things) before going home. Since then I watched another episode of “House” (a recent obsession) and otherwise took it easy. I’m still not at full-strength.
Ok, more later. I’m feeling better about writing. Good night.
Now, I’ve been anywhere from slightly to seriously ill for the last nine days. Illnesses suck. At least this wasn’t a rough work week. I stayed home (sorry, “worked at home”) Wednesday and read (“Gulliver’s Travels”) in-between email correspondence. I also cleaned, hanged some pictures, and finished organizing my things post-Orlando. Thursday morning I arrived at work by seven, knocked out a shitload of paperwork, taught assessment, did the lunch thing with Paul, took in a couple of meetings, and went home. Oh, Thursday was Valentine’s Day. I got M chocolate and yahtzee. We fought last night, however, because she yelled at me when I told her she had already put enough eyedrops into N’s eyes and should let him sleep. Man, we don’t fight much, but if you’re going to treat me like a doddering dad who doesn’t know what he’s doing you’re asking for trouble. I spend more time with my kids in one night than most dads do in a week.
Today was busy but decent. This morning I slept a little later, worked out (back in that habit, anyway, third day in a row), hit Costco, and met a former student for tea at the Grafton Alterra’s. We talked for a solid hour. Afterwards I hit Borders but decided against buying anything. I should have hit the library but I had forgotten my card in the pre-trip wallet purge. I’ve got a couple books there, but I’m enjoying the Swift as well. Mr. Swift wrote damn good sentences. I also thought about buying “30 Rock” on DVD but Borders didn’t have the set in stock. Later I hit work, finished my load sheets and hung out in my office until about four. I hit Target (video game, baseball cards) and Pick and Save (Sun Chips along with a few other things) before going home. Since then I watched another episode of “House” (a recent obsession) and otherwise took it easy. I’m still not at full-strength.
Ok, more later. I’m feeling better about writing. Good night.
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