Headaches, plural

Hey, A.

I certainly know the feeling of going, going, going. A couple of times last week I started at 5:30 in the morning and didn’t get home until after 6. One day last week I didn’t get home until after 8. A long day indeed.

This week is not off to a great start…during the second block today I went into a major ocular migraine. I took a pill, and I’m done strobing, but the head pain today is almost unbearable. I asked for coverage so that I could leave early, but I think at this point I’ll stick it out. Tomorrow is a professional development day, so if I’m not 100 percent I’ll stay home. No lesson plans required.

I did have a (mostly) good weekend, though. I went to the gym both days, got some correcting done, did some cooking, and ended up going to L’s for dinner last night. J wasn’t feeling well and had sequestered himself upstairs, so I was happy to be there to give L a little break and hang out with the kids, whom I taught to make restaurant style baked potatoes. It was a nice few hours.

But then W pissed me off last night when I got home and is still in the dog house (he was angry with his cousin, but taking it out on me/talking to me like I was a stupid piece of crap), but I know it will pass. I told him last night I was done talking if he was going to treat me like that. You’re in a bad mood and I’m not in the mood for it, so I’ll talk to you tomorrow morning, I said. This morning I demanded an apology, which actually required an explanation as to why I felt I did. Can you believe it?! I got one, but recommended he might try to sound more sincere and leave me a message to that affect. Unbelievable. Men!!!

Other than that, nothing else to report. Guess I’ll go home after school and take care of my head, although I’m not sure any doctor would recommend a vodka and cranberry. Oh well. Dr. Barb thinks it'll do the trick.

Hope you had a good weekend!

Love, Barb