A Tornado Destroyed Our Bedroom

I was so totally and utterly exhausted. I would've thought that after eight weeks of being back in the classroom and into the rhythm of school, I would have adjusted to the full-body drain. I guess it hadn't, because the other night at 9:30pm my body and mind were done for the day. Chris wasn't home, so I just decided to hoof it upstairs with the dog and call it a night. It seemed like a perfect plan--in bed before 10:00, what could be better!?

I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and got my pajamas on (one of my favorite parts of the day). I even was so considerate to leave the bathroom door propped open just a bit and the light on, so it wouldn't be completely dark when Chris arrived home. I fell into bed. Ahhh...

Not two minutes later, my furry little friend decided to nose her way into our closet to take "inventory" of our laundry baskets. Fantastic. I was too tired to deal with it, though. Let her have her fun, even if we have a few sock casualties as a result. However, the next item on her agenda was to check out the bathroom to see what goodies she could find. (Keep in mind, I was such a thoughtful wife to leave the LIGHTS on in there.) Great. Nothing that a pillow over the head couldn't fix.

Well, apparently when Chris arrived home, Maddie had created a trail of socks around the room and was clenching one in her teeth as he opened the door. Don't even try, Chris. Just come to bed.Oh, our little tornado.

The Next Step

One day, not too many years ago, I prided myself on being one of the last of my friends and family to own a cell phone (okay, maybe not my parents). Isn't it so NICE to be unreachable at times during the day?! What could be so important that couldn't wait until after I came home from work for the day? It's not like we have kids of our own to be worried about yet. Well, one day I caved. Now my little flip phone has become a convenient and practical little addition to my purse.

Join me now as I take one step further. This is a bit outside of my comfort zone, as I don't typically volunteer the thoughts I have and writing I do. As a teacher, though, I try to encourage my own kids to talk about their writing and share it with others. So, here goes!