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Feels Like Home.
A year ago today, I woke up early and got ready to go out for a run. As I came down the stairs, I found M sitting at his computer, looking at a house listing. He called me over to see it, and I agreed that it was stunning. So, I asked him where it was. When he told me, I flat out said no. I wasn’t interested, it was too far. We had already decided against looking in this area as it just felt so far from where we currently were. He nodded and closed the link. While I was out for my run, he fired off an email…
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The Last One.
I am officially the last one. A few years ago, I worked with a group of teachers who quickly became my friends. We were all in LTOs (Long Term Occasional / Temporary teaching contracts) and had all been hired by the board at roughly the same time. We had all slogged through the early years of trying to get work, all had families now and all were putting in our time until a permanent position opened for us. One found work at her #1 choice school a few years ago, and I was SO happy for her. Then it was just three of us, putting in time until a job…
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The END.
At 5:30am, I was ripped out of a deep sleep by a loud, shrill beeping alarm. The first time it went off my eyes opened immediately and I hoped it was a one-off, but when it began to repeat I woke M to ask what it was. First, we thought it was the downstairs hallway fire alarm. Nope. Then we checked the upstairs fire alarm. Nope. It continued to scream, and each beep seemed to get louder and more insistent. My home has high ceilings, so as the alarm sounded it was extremely loud on EVERY floor. Terrified it would wake the baby or the children at such a godforsaken…
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Cutting Out Sugar*
Two weeks ago today, I woke up at 7am craving a chocolate bar. I lay in bed, thinking about what I “needed” at the grocery store that would give me a reasonable excuse to go get one. As I got into the shower, still thinking about the chocolate bar, I realized that I had a problem. I knew that I hadn’t been eating very well, but seriously craving a chocolate bar before breakfast was new for me. I stood in front of my mirror, took a hard look at myself and knew I needed to make a change. A reset. I have a addictive personality, particularly with sweets, and all…
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How many children do you have?
I’m often asked this question. It’s usually by old friends or acquaintances I haven’t seen in a while, or by new friends and people I meet in our new town. The thing is, I always struggle to answer it. I know what the “comfortable” answer is. The easy answer is what they can see. Four. I smile and say that I have four children. Usually that’s enough to have someone raise their eyebrows and say, “Oh wow! What a big family!”. And we are. We are a big family. …but for me, we’re a little bigger. And as we head into September each year, I feel it a little more…
