Sept 10 . . . a Thursday
Our son did come in to shower at 5 a.m. and the dogs went crazy and the whole house woke up, but I was glad to have him in the house. I enjoy every moment or excuse to be near him.
However, having not gone to bed until about 2 p.m., and the lack of sleep similar for the last three nights, I'm really feeling it today.
I did work more on the genealogy site and got out two Mailchimp emails.
When I came home for lunch there was the strange truck on my street. It felt creepy. There were these wires up and down the street. The little sign warns, "CAZ Authorized Personnel Only." It makes me feel like something toxic is on my street and they are secretively investigating or cleaning it up. Maybe they are terrorists putting something strange into all our houses? Yes, my over-active mind and I do not really believe it!
I wrote a letter today, just a quick one, to my distant relatives in Ireland, so I have lost contact with them online. I'm so excited to think they might answer and I pray God allows it to reach them and to reach their hearts to respond.
I rushed home after work and spent a little too much time preparing for class. I was a little late to class, although I was in the building on time, because there was stuff I needed to do in the office, such as sign student certificates and copy. Then we were delayed because I had not been there early enough to turn on all the computers and prep them with files.
However, that did not matter as the class went really well and I felt really good when it ended. The students were amazing, learned quickly, and everyone felt happy with what they had learned. I wish all classes felt that good.
It was 10 p.m. before I sat down at home. I was really really exhausted. However, I had been given a connection this week for a possible private tutoring and called the student and talked for a while. We set up a time to meet next week.
Around 11 p.m., I tried to watch some So You Think You Can Dance, but kept zoning out. I did not go bed until 12:30 a.m. after hubby was home. I'm not sure where that energy came from to stay awake that late. I think my body and mind is in that past-the-point-of-no-return state.