You know that feeling when you wake up and it's light outside? Great feeling right? Only if you know you don't have to be anywhere!
Jeffery stayed in Odessa last night for work and the kids spent the night with my parents. I got home around ten and managed to stay up past midnight doing stuff around the house. I set the alarm for five in the morning hoping to get up early to clean the bathrooms before I got ready for work.
So, when I woke up and saw the sun blazing through my windows my heart stopped. I sat up as fast as I could, turned my clock around and saw that it was 7:58! I have to be at work at 8:15! I called the front office and started rambling on about my alarm clock. I forgot to tell them who it was. Our secretary was laughing really hard as she said "Is this Danielle?"
Needless to say I didn't get the bathrooms clean. I got to work about 9:25, just in time for second period. I figured everone would be mad at me because they had to cover my first period and scramble around for me. Complete opposite. I've been picked on all day. Do I have matching socks on? Did I even change my underwear? They have been calling my room and saying that they have my wake up calls lined up for next week. Jeez...I guess I'd rather be picked on than everyone be mad.
What a great ending to a crazy week. The last two weeks before Christmas are the worst as far as kids behavior goes. I think they have multiple personality disorders. On Tuesday I was ready for a whole bottle of Crown when I got home. By Thursday they were fine. They've even been good today.
Tonight we have a formal party for the Home Builders Association. I'm excited that I get to get dressed up, but my mom just called and said that Natalie is trying to get sick. Great, now I get to worry about her the whole time I'm out tonight. Tomorrow morning my sister graduates from Tech at nine. Then I have Addison's birthday party that afternoon and the Polar Express tomorrow night. We are taking the kids to look at lights in the motor home on Tuesday.
The holidays are so crazy, but it just wouldn't be the same if it wasn't.
Oh, and someone spilled the beans about my saxophone. Now I have been asked to play it at our faculty Christmas party next week. So sometime this weekend I have to practice.
Random post, I know.