I am awake. It’s rough, but, nonetheless, I am awake. I hurt, but I will get myself up and moving out the door today, and you all are going to help me do it.
Oh, yes, I will use you. I will use your posts and all the lovely good wishes you sent as rocket fuel to propel me to do what I must. I must go to M’s school.
When she first started kindergarten, M struggled a bit. I actually have a whole post in the works about how hard kindergarten is these days. She was expected to work at a specific pace, but she just wanted to play. I worked with her, and today she is on the Honor Roll for the first time! YAY! There is an assembly this afternoon at which her achievement will be recognized. I have to be there. How can I not be there?
So. FIRST: I need ibuprofen. My neck/base of skull is aching which always heralds a migraine. I say, Not today, little Bad Ashes! Move on, Big Bad Ash! Get thee hence! SECOND: I need to dress myself in something acceptable to be worn out of doors. Pajamas are o-u-t. THIRD: I will walk to M’s school and sit my fanny on the bleacher, and I will like it. FOURTH: Smile, smile, smile! Clap, clap, clap! Hug, hug, hug! FIFTH: T and I will walk M home from school in time to meet Henry.
Eh. I don’t need the clothespins. I have plenty of reasons to smile for real.