It has been a long week for me. Not because of anything at school but, because I have a summer cold. I have had to get up every night and sleep on the couch until I could get the coughing under control. I started feeling better yesterday only to wake up this morning and feel tired and worn out and coughing quite a bit.
I am not sick often so, when I am it hits me pretty hard. I hate to miss school so, I have trudged in every day and worked very hard to have a good attitude and remain in a good mood for my students. They are doing so well right now that I do not want to do anything to discourage or turn them off. However, I have stayed home from my husband's softball games (he coaches high school girls fastpitch) to get the extra rest I need to get through the next day.
So, why, after not seeing him most of the week did he call after his softball games tonight to tell me that he had to stay for the last half of the last jr. high football game? I wouldn't mind except he waited until 8:30 to call me and tell me that and there are two principals and another athletic director there.
No matter how proud I am of him for being loyal and fulfilling his duties to the school, my feelings are still hurt. He knows I have been sick all week and not only that, I haven't eaten supper waiting for him to get home so we could eat together. He is going to be gone all day and evening tomorrow evening as well. Most of the time, I understand, tonight I do not.
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