It’s 3 in the morning and I can’t sleep.
It’s way too hot in my bedroom, I have a toenail that’s snagging and bothering me, my muscles ache, my husband is snoring, the streetlight outside my bedroom window is too bright, and I’m worried.
I’m worried because I found out tonight that Megan is the only one in her WHOLE group of friends who got put in the AM school track. She got the teacher I requested, but for some reason they switched her from the PM track (9:15-3:30) to the AM track (8:00-2:15). My other kids are on the PM track. Why would they put her in AM? I’m pretty sure I requested PM, even though on the form it says you can request a teacher OR a track. How a I going to get them to change her to the PM track and still get her in the class with the teacher I requested? To borrow a phrase from Megan…”ARRRG”.
So, here I sit; blogging at 3 in the morning because I can’t sleep.
I hate those middle-of-the-night worries. The worst part is you can’t DO anything about it a three in the morning. But you still can’t sleep.
I hate those night time worries.
Oh, what relief! One call to our lovely and sweet office secretary (who is also our bishop’s wife), and that problem is cleared up. I told her Megan was Am and the other girls were Pm, and she said, ‘Oh, did that not get changed? I saw that when it came through and knew we would have to fix it,’ and then she changed it in the computer! I think she deserves some treats or something.
Well, that’s good it worked out. Its good you called. But who could just sit by and not call!
Love you.
I am so glad that was easy to fix. I hate those middle of the night worries. Things always seem worse then.