L was about to have an anxiety attack. The custodians ran out of wax when they got to her classroom at school. She found out yesterday at noon that her room was finally ready to go and left about a half hour later to start her back to school work.
The Mr. and I went and helped her later in the afternoon. We covered bulletin boards.
Meanwhile, K had to begin her new job today. The principals report this week. I'm sure she is nervous, but excited.
The Mr. is headed to get his new glasses today. He had been wondering how his eyes were doing with his diabetes. His vision problems were related to old age, not diabetes. That's a good thing--at least that's what I told him.
Me? I'm going to the dentist. I dread it! I have always hated the dentist, but I have a tooth that has been giving me trouble for the last month. This appointment is supposed to be for a cleaning, but I have a hunch I am going to have a little more than that. Have I mentioned that I hate the dentist?
Just another manic Monday on Easy Street!