Monday

I got up hating this day. I actually awoke at 4:00, thinking about my friend's daughter. I finally rolled out of bed and showered. I'm not running today--too tired. I took my kids to school, went home and checked messages/read blogs. It seems a fellow blogger is closing down his blog. Right now, I have too much on my mind. I'll care next week.

I went to work and finished up some returns, then I called a friend and asked her to go to lunch with me. She's my across-the-street neighbor and we carpool each other's kids to and from school. She's an occupational therapist, a wonderful friend, and a beautiful person. Her daughters are 11 and 9, but she's about ten years older than I am. Sometimes I thrive on the wisdom and understanding she lends to me.

She's concerned about my rapid weight-loss. I told her I was probably going to be referred to an eating-disorders specialist in the next couple of weeks. My dad's been pushing me a bit to do that. She wanted to talk about her ailing parents, her girls, her husband. It was a lovely visit, and helped give my mind a break from thinking about Jana's death.

I went back to work and tried to concentrate. I couldn't. I thought about taking a nap, because I'm SO tired, but kept seeing Ward's comment about "NO NAPS!" and I knew I'd sleep better tonight if I didn't.

My first student arrived at 3:30. I taught till 5:00. Darrin, Jr. had a choir concert tonight, and was singing in a small ensemble and also a solo. Darrin and I left Tabitha and Adam at home, and went to the concert. We left after Darrin, Jr. was finished with his performances and went to visit my friend. They are so sad. We are so sad. Sometimes life is just SAD!

I am taking my dad to have eye surgery tomorrow. He called to tell me we need to leave before 8:00 in the morning. Darrin and I had a late supper, I wrote in my blog, and we went to bed at 10:00.