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Thursday, September 20, 2007Frankly, I'm too tired.Someone please rip my hair out. I'd do it myself, but frankly, I'm just too tired. Between packing lunches, running forgotten items to school, shopping for school clothes, shoes, backpacks and folders, helping with homework, filling out papers and writing endless checks to the bookclub and PTA, I've never been more exhausted. There are piles of urgent school/parent correspondence cluttering up my kitchen counter. The calendar is full. And, really, it hasn't even begun. Chorus and band start next week. Basketball starts next month. Volunteering in the library? Kid Writing classes? Hospitality commitee? Check. Check. Check. Whoever told me life would be quiet when the kids went off to school should be taken behind the woodshed for a thrashing. I'd do it myself, but frankly, I'm just too tired. posted by Donna Birdsell at 2:35 PM 0 comments Monday, September 10, 2007'Twas the day school began...'Twas the day school began, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except for my mouse. As I surfed the 'net and watched the soaps, and outlined all my writing hopes. The children were nestled all snug at their desks, While teachers took roll call and talked about tests. The stockings they sat in their hampers just waiting, for someone to wash them but they weren't rating. This day was for me, for writing and napping, and spending uninterrupted time on the telephone yapping. Before I knew it, the kids were returning, telling me all about what they were learning. But it's hard to be filled with too much sorrow when I know it'll happen again, tomorrow! posted by Donna Birdsell at 6:07 PM 0 comments Previous Posts:
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