Thursday

I awoke today feeling NORMAL. No moodiness, no sadness, no loneliness. I have to say, getting all the insane feelings written out was VERY therapeutic, but talking about what I've written with someone who understands many of the feelings I have was even more so. Maybe that's one of the reasons I won't talk to my counselor about many things. In spite of her training, she has no idea what I feel--and sometimes I don't think she cares, either. So thanks, Ward. I'm sure reading and commenting on my self-serving, self-pitying entries wasn't the most riveting activity you've had for awhile, so I REALLY appreciate it. Especially since it seems to have brought me so much relief over the past couple of days. Amazing...

I went through my normal morning routine and did an indoor run since it's still raining and cold (and I'm a wimp). I took the kids to school, then came home and taught a lesson to a student who will be taking a piano exam in the next couple of weeks. I went to work for about an hour, then my dad came in. We chatted for awhile.

I left work and went to school to train a new volunteer in the library. Before I went wacko in December, I spent about 10 hours weekly running the library. We don't have a librarian because we're a charter school on a limited budget. I kept telling the board that they need to hire a librarian soon, but they didn't listen, so I checked out in December, and they've been without any library help since then. So I'm going to train the new volunteer, but I'm not going back. They need a librarian, not a library run by volunteers. I spent about 2 hours training, then left and went home to regain my sanity.

I called David's house and talked to his mom. We're supposed to go out to lunch tomorrow, so we made plans to meet at a local restaurant.

Darrin, Jr. and I went to Walmart to get groceries and some new clothes for him. He wears out his clothes so quickly--I don't know how. We came home and folded laundry, then I made dinner and we ate (yes, I ate, too).

At 10:00 I wrote in my blog. At 10:30 I went to bed. Once again I'm experiencing a disconnected feeling. I need to figure out why that's happening. It's more than a little bothersome, and VERY distracting. I'm hoping it's just left over from all the emotional turmoil of the past few days.