Good Afternoon/Evening! Sorry your first day of subbing was so challenging, Jean. I remember junior high (middle school now) as being a very difficult time for me, DD, etc. I had considered teaching at one point, but I knew middle school was not for me. You are courageous to take that on. Happy the Clark's TSV fit well.
I'm still having lots of trouble sleeping at night, but I am working on it. Also working on putting back some of the weight I lost through nerves and the colonoscopy prep. I thought that would be easy, but not so far. I am eating healthy, which is probably part of the reason. It isn't a major issue -- just a few pounds, but....
I went to the pool yesterday afternoon, and it was really great getting back there. I ran into a couple of my "pool buddies", and one of the ladies (my favorite) and I swam and talked a lot. She knows DH, but she did not know what had happened lately.
This morning I took a nice walk, and came home to plant a couple of plants I purchased to replace some that died from the heat and being neglected for a week. I heard a noise, and realized it was the landscaper. I didn't figure that out at first since there was no car/truck in front of the house. The man said hello -- he was the brother of the landscaper who had gone out to the store. It was very hot, and I felt sorry for them having to deal with those overgrown to the max bushes. But, they finished the job today so they will not need to come back tomorrow as they thought.
I am not sure if I mentioned it, but we had wrought iron bars over the two windows in front of the house, and I really wanted them to be removed. The landscaper (who is the painters Dad) took them down, and I am really loving looking out without looking through bars. LOL They were not for security or anything, just a decorative touch that is very common around here or was common when our house was built back in the 1970's.
Went to the facility to visit DH, and we did a bunch of walking around the halls. But, he was wearing his slippers when I arrived, and they wanted to change him to his shoes. The caregiver was huffing and puffing when she did so (like I did when it was my job), and then she had to call someone else to help get him up from the chair. The other caretaker told me how just getting his socks and shoes on was very tiring for her, and I said that I had the same experience. She said she thought it must have been very difficult for me since I am petite. I did not say so, but there is also a considerable age difference between her and me. All this helps me realize that I made the correct decision. I was feeling like a wimp, but now I see others younger and stronger have the same problem.
After the visit, I went to the thrift store (it is right across the street), but no furniture of interest. I also went to a yardsale, but found nothing. I did run into another friend of mine who was interested in what was happening.
I would like to respond to all of your posts, but I want to get back to visit DH again now.
Have a nice evening everyone.
Hugs,
Linda
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