Dumb Foot

So yesterday after school I noticed my ankle was hurting a little. It had been a long day, but I still had things to do before the open house. I kept moving, ignored the ankle, the open house went well, but once I got home I realized it was really hurting and I could barely stand walking on it. I don't remember doing anything to my ankle or twisting off my shoe. Yet it hurts. It's dumb. I do have weak ankles, but I haven't had a lot of problems other than soreness for quite a few years.

Ugh, I'm just frustrated. It's better today, but still hurts and the more I use it the more it hurts. And of course this weekend is when we are moving. If my ankle is still as bad, than I won't be able to help much though that would be kind of nice but I will feel guilty for not being able to help much.

We are really excited to move. Steph and I both hate the moving process, but we like being able to set up and re-organize. We're hoping and crossing our fingers that it doesn't rain on Saturday. The news says it's supposed to start raining on Sunday, so cross your fingers!

I'm an onld fart

I am officially an old fart, according to Stephanie's cousin. Tuesday I turned 25 years old. I'm a quarter of a century old. I feel old, but at the same time I don't fee like I should be that old. I did celebrate my birthday last weekend with a good number of friends. I went to dinner with a few friends, bowling with a few more, and then went and played some pool at a pub with a few of them. I sucked at bowling, and I wasn't much better at pool. The pub we went to was a pretty low key place off of Hawthorn with pool tables and McMenamin's food. All in all it was a good night. Friends came and went and I had a good time with everyone.

In other news I am back in school - teaching that is. I don't officially have to be there until the 22nd but I wanted to see the beginning of the school year. I will be starting a new blog focusing on teaching. For now I will say that I am enjoying my 1st graders.

For those of you who know about my mom's situation, she got a 12 week sub job at Head Start. I haven't talked to her since Tuesday, but she was pretty tired. I think she will enjoy it though, it's just a change in child size and demand. She definitely misses her students though and the fill in teacher keeps calling her to either ask questions about students or to find out where something is. Often the things the paraeducators are looking for and say it belonged to a student or the classroom, it really belongs to my mom so it is no longer there. She is also taking three of the autistic students who she used to work with.

Ok, that's it for now. Enjoy the weekend!