Something must have happened on the 18th of December. It was the day after my final tap class before the winter break. There were only three of us even though the beginner class (me) was combined with the advanced beginners (two other people.) I think the classes will end up being permanently joined. Which will be fine.
Discovered that my teacher used to play French horn (like me) and in fact is dating someone who used to play with my band (Grand Symphonic Winds) which is pretty cool.
Maybe I stopped to see my friend and had tea. Honestly I don't remember. I did get some clothes... OH NOW I REMEMBER! I did stop off to see my friend. Briefly (I think it was a drive-by sweatering)
Then I had another friend over for tea. And I showed her some stuff on the computer. And we talked and ate peanut-butter cookies and drank tea. It was quite nice.
Later in the day I felt terrible and went to bed at some ridiculously early hour.
Friday the daughter had a production at her preschool. It was much fun. And little else happened this day.
Both days I remembered to take my meds, but I hadn't yet refilled my pill minder. (Don't know why. I have plenty of pills left and i really like the pill minder. Who knows.)
I felt a bit adrift already knowing that I don't go back to teaching until January 10. I feel like I need the schedule. Something that gives a shape to my weeks. Something besides, "Holy crap this place is a sty, I should spend every moment of break cleaning and decluttering." because that never works and it REALLY sucks.
Grateful Crap: awesome preschool.
took meds every day
time with friends
not overdoing Christmas preparations (although I am afraid I might be underdoing them)
Quaker, teacher, parent,