Just checking in
I'm trying to keep up with everything as best I can, but summer school this year has been especially energy-consuming. For a change of pace, I principal the summer school program - it's interesting to get out of the classroom and see things from the administrative side, but it certainly presents a different set of challenges.
I had a teacher who broke her hand right before the summer session and couldn't come in for the first two weeks, so I had a string of substitutes. I had to call 911 last week on a non-responsive child laying on a bench in the courtyard; as it turned out, he had recently had surgery and was still on pain medication that made him incredibly tired. (You may ask yourself, why would the parents send the child to school, or not at least notify the staff of the circumstances? Good question. Wish I had an answer for you.)
And today began with a school bus crash. Thankfully, a minor one in which no one was injured, but it was three blocks from school and the students had to stay on the bus for an hour while the police compiled their report. Quite a morning.
My summer goals are sliding a little; I haven't been working out every day and I haven't been drinking 64 oz. of water every day. Those actually go hand in hand, because when I work out, I drink 20 - 24 oz. of water, so that helps boost me to my goal. But the good thing is that my July goals are 100% so far. Yes, I have actually gone for ten full days without eating anything chocolate. This is the longest in memory that I have ever gone without chocolate. My friend John is also at 100%. If we both make it to the end of the month, we may have to stretch it out.
I've mentioned my dear friend Brian, the one who had the gastric band surgery several years ago that he credits with saving his life. Brian is getting married to a lovely woman in New York this weekend, so I'm flying out Saturday morning and back Sunday night. I'll always remember 2007 as the year of the weekend trips to New York! My husband is glad that the trip is so short that I won't have time to go to the Eres boutique and buy myself the bikini I wore in People magazine - it would cost more than my plane ticket did.