Wednesday

Back At Home...

Oh, there should be much fanfare and excitement. But there is only concrete dust and boxes. Yes, it is GLORIOUS to sleep in my own bed -- and not within 2 feet of one of my children. Yes, it is GLORIOUS to have my pantry and 'fridge full of food to choose from, or not, for dinner. But we still have much to do before it completely feels like home. And, when we relayed a new plumbing problem to our insurance adjustor, he asked, "Is the wall where the problem is already closed up? Oh, that's what I was afraid of." Cutting into my sheetrock AGAIN is definitely NOT in my happy place.

Much to do and much to tell about end of school and the most fabulous bubble day ever but it is late, I still have two days of teaching/ battle in Room 24, and the concrete dust that has filled my nostrils and lungs is giving me fits and I am not entirely well.

Just wanted to post a quick, "We're here!"

5 comments:

mad4books said...

Wheee! Home, sweet home!

:-)

Roxanne said...

I was not at all sad to see the back of my 6th graders today. This has been a particularly difficult group. I think they and the inhabitants of room 24 (minus you and Kendra of course) were separated at birth.

Denise W said...

WooHoo! One burden down......

Just think in a few short days we can sit by the pool and eat popcorn!

Roxanne said...

Thinking of you. :)

Robin said...

Glad you're home! Can't wait to hear the bubble story.

 
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