Fast forward to 4:25 this morning. I'm watching the last few minutes of Early Today, drinking my coffee, minding my own business and of course the last story before the local news starts is the story I wanted to skip last night. I ended up watching it and of course it made me cry, for happiness, sure, but also for the reason listed above. It's too much.
Then I come downstairs from my shower and I'm getting my protein shake ready and Jim comes in from the mudroom bawling. I'm like, "What the fuck? What's going on?! What's wrong!?" He just shakes his head and I say again, "WHAT!?" He points to the TV and says, "The fires. There was this story on the news about a guy reunited with his dogs." JAYSUS! After berating him for freaking me out, I said, "Yeah, I saw it and by the way, that was the story I didn't want to watch last night!"
You will be happy to hear that I slept like a freaking baby last night. I was actually awoken by my alarm this morning. That hardly ever happens. I hope that continues.
My scholarship meeting yesterday was a dud because the parent didn't show up. Stupid. I'm not going to have to await her phone call today so I can go over it with her. Just another pain in my ass but still really no big deal. Hopefully she calls like she said she would so we can chat, I can get her signature and get the damn paperwork off my desk.
I do have another IEP today at 12:30. It's an in person meeting (stupid) and shouldn't be a bid deal.
Dinner tonight: I was going to do a Greek chicken and potato meal in the air fryer but it calls for Greek seasoning which I swore I bought but now I can't find. I'll look again and if I can't find it and if I have the gumption I'll go to the store during my plan to get some.
I'm reading and listening to a good book. The one I'm reading is Remarkably Bright Creatures by Shelby Van Pelt. Interesting and puts me in mind of the movie (so far but I'm early in the book) The Shape of Water. The difference is instead of a "mermaid" the book is focused on an octopus. The book I'm listening to is The Life We Bury by Allen Eskens. I good "Who-dun-it".
And that's all I've got. Jim just left (he needs to be at work at 6:30) so I need to make sure the boys get out one more time. Later!

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