Yesterday was busy, exhausting and amazing. I was so happy to be reunited with the students that I felt like a kid on Christmas morning. Per my plan, I traversed the county to provide a touch-point connection for as many of my students as possible. Today I will finish the list, and next Monday we will start the schedule proper.
I came home yesterday utterly exhausted. By the time I pulled into the driveway, my watch recorded over 17,000 steps and a whopping 26 flights of stairs. I could walk all day, but stairs tucker me out. Because I have to match the speed of my students, I was either running up the stairs or crawling like a snail, depending upon their comfort. Neither speed option is advantageous for me and I was struggling by the end of the day.
By the time I came home I was looking forward to going out to eat with the boys, taking a long bath and relaxing for the night. I was met with a broken A/C system which turned my husband into an unflattering version of Oscar the Grouch. Dinner was summarily cancelled (it is no fun going out to eat with somebody so miserable) and I found myself whipping together dinner while I felt ready to collapse myself.
I'm not too proud to admit that exhaustion overwhelmed me and I found myself crying over the grill as I was turning the chicken. All I wanted to do was sit down and relax. Too hot and tired for a relaxing bath, it wasn't until 9 that I was finally able to take off my leg and crawl into bed.
Today while I am at work Robby is supposed to be gathering his items and packing for college. He returns to the dorm tomorrow, and has a sum total of nothing packed and ready. I am dreading him leaving and the prospect of moving his things back into the dorm feels utterly overwhelming, but I also know that he will be happy to be back on campus. He is ready to return to the collegiate life, and I know he will have a great year.
We just have to get him there and settled.