Insta-Wednesday: Jet Lagged

Is it possible to have First-Week-Of-School jet lag? BEcause I think I have it. I went to bed at 8:30 last night. No, scratch that – I fell asleep in my bed with the light on and a book in my hand at 8:30. I woke up at 2:00, turned off the light, and immediately fell back asleep.

When my alarm went off at 6:15, I felt like I could sleep another three hours. I still feel like I could lay down, close my eyes and be back asleep in an instant.

This getting back in the routine is killer.

So while I attempt to wake up, how about enjoying a couple of Insta-Wednesday photos, eh? If we were sitting here together, I’d offer you a cup of espresso.

This what I wish I was doing right now. Today. At this very moment.

This what I wish I was doing right now. Today. At this very moment.

 

 

Daisies make me happy.

Daisies make me happy.

 

Fourth Grade. The year they learn the recorder. Friends, there isn't enough coffee or alcohol in the world to numb to get parents through this momentous event...

Fourth Grade. The year they learn the recorder. Friends, there isn’t enough coffee or alcohol in the world to numb to get parents through this momentous event…

Again with the daisies.

Again with the daisies.

Happy Wednesday to you all! May it be full of sunshine and flowers, and devoid of all recorders. Amen?

And we all said amen…

 

Comments

  1. Kristina says

    Dear parent of Fourth Grader learning the recorder,
    I feel some of your pain. Bad recorder playing is, well, BAD. You know what else is bad? Inheriting the teaching job of a homeschool class of 14 KINDERGARTENERS who are learning to play the recorder from someone who doesn’t know anything about music, or the fact that Kindergarteners dont have the fine motor skills to play. Yeah. Your 4th Grader’s concert is going to out-rock our rendition of Hot Cross Buns.

    • I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t, but…I’m laughing hysterically. I empathize and I feel for you. I wish I could bring you a chocolate cake. And a flask.

      Good luck. 😉