Being the Grown-up

Sometimes I get tired of being a grown-up. It'd be really great to go back to being a kid, when summers seemed to last forever, sleeping in was the best thing ever, and I only had to worry that my mom would get mad if I didn't go to school, versus getting a substitute, having John rush to school to rescue my video from a locked cabinet, and who would stay with the kids while someone did the kid run...

Yesterday I was sick, so it required quite a bit of maneuvering. I have a staph infection for the second time in 8 weeks. I hate being a diabetic because an infection requires a whole lot more than just an antibiotic. I also have to get a shot, sleep more, etc. Of course, I couldn't sleep last night, still have the fever, headache, nausea, etc, but had to work today, because who else is going to be me? My students were delighted to see me back, and they also wanted to continue to read Shakespeare for the rest of the year. I thought, are you KIDDING me? I don't want to read Shakespeare for the rest of the year! That's my definition of forever!

Asa, Max and John were off today doing an "experiment" at Home Depot. I am not sure what that means... but I'm a *bit* worried. Since John is now the stay at home dad, he'll have more of these moments, and I guess... so will I. Did I mention how much I hate being a grown-up? Asa is still very much confused about the schedule. He asked me, again, "Why come I not go to school anymore?" Oh, how I hate being the grown-up! Let's just all sleep in tomorrow!