I am earning my keep

[flea]

mr. flea went to Minneapolis yesterday. So I'm soloing, and yesterday went off reasonably well, thanks in part to the time change and the lack of Dillo nappage on the weekend, which means he is easy to put to bed.

This morning I was awake by about 4:30, got out of bed at 5:30, Dillo woke at 6, and got Casper up at 6:30. We'd picked out clothes the night before, and finished watching Cars while eating chocolate zucchini ("bikini") bread. Ms. G, one of the part-time teachers at Dillo's school, came to get him at 7. He was VERY VERY UNHAPPY about having to go to school - full on meltdown, including wrestling him into clothes. I bribed him with a lollipop to get a little more compliance, but he was really really not having a good day. (Which I expected.) Ms. G was okay with it all.

Then Casper, who is limping along with a sore ankle for some unknown reason, and I walked to a classmate's house. I left here there at 7:15 and she was going to go into school with their family. Went off well, Casper in a good mood and excited about the change in schedule.

I hotfooted it in to work and got here about 7:45, and composed myself to do instruction sessions - three back-to-back hour-long sessions of freshman comp, teaching them about the library. The poor professor had to listen to me say basically the same things three times. Now I am so ready for a nap. But the day is young, and I have miles to go before I sleep.

Comments

[forodwaith.livejournal.com]

Man, I'm tired just reading that. Hope Dillo's mood improved.

[haphazardmethod.livejournal.com]

Sheesh!