First Day of School - Guess Who Cried...

Yeah, so it wasn't one of the children. And, for the record, it wasn't just me either! Gary was just as guilty as I was of crying, but my tears lasted all the way home. Thank goodness we were the only ones crying throughout the whole ordeal because I probably couldn't have handled it if the girls had been scared. They were so brave! I was proud, to say the least.

I spent my way-too-quiet morning cleaning. That's what I do when I'm under stress. When I was in college, Julie and I always had a super-clean house during finals week. Something about pressure just brings out the clean-freak in me. On the plus side, it's better to clean when stressed than it is to eat! That habit has changed as well. Now I find myself unable to eat under stress - a nice change, to say the least! By the time I did laundry, cleaned one of the bathrooms, made beds, cleaned the kitchen, swept and worked out it was time to go get the little angels. I had been watching the clock all morning and was glad when I finally got verification that I could leave! I'm glad they're home in the afternoons. I really think all day would be WAY too much for them both physically and emotionally. They've got enough time to grow up without requiring them to do it all right now.

On another good note, I'm down 64.5 pounds as of today. I'm very happy about that. Okay, so that sounded much less excited than I actually am about it. Just imagine that I'm jumping up and down with excitement and you'll get the idea of what I'm really feeling.

So that's all for us today. It's been a stress-filled week for me and I'll be glad when I can relax a little. I think I'm moving in that direction. Maybe I'll actually sleep tonight...