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I am a retired English teacher and department head, the mother of three grand mother of four, and have been married to the same man for 53 years, two years after we met at college. I taught in both middle and high schools as I really love teens and in-betweens. I was also a certified Lamaze instructor, and for a short time a volunteer chaplain at Howard County General Hospital. I am a two-time cancer survivor, ovarian (2003), and breast (2019) I was born in South Philadelphia and grew up in the 'burbs with great parents, in a bilingual household. I love soft pretzels and cheesesteaks, the Phillies, the Eagles, the Orioles, and sometimes the Ravens. I love being Mom, Aunt Kathy, Nona Kathy (Kath), and Teacher. I spend a lot of time in my gardens in the spring and summer, and in the winter I plan what I'm going to plant. I also am an avid reader, cook, photographer, lover of languages, music, and four-footed furries.

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Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
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Thursday, October 3, 2013

To Sleep Perchance To Dream...

I've always been a sleeper.  Of course things had to change when I attended school, but I was that college freshman who took 8:00 AM classes ONLY when there was no other option, and usually showed up with a raincoat on over my pajamas.  

As a teacher of high school, I was supposed to be in the building at 6:50 and at my duty station by 7:10.  My first class began at 7:25.  Suffice to say the kids learned early on that I wasn't to be unnecessarily irked until about 11.   And even then I'd look down to realize I'd be wearing two different shoes...  

After teaching all day, I'd go to the gym, go home to make dinner, grade papers, and plan, and then be in bed by 8:30.  My husband used to tease me that if I went to bed any earlier, I'd have to arrange coverage for my sixth period class.

This morning for some reason I awoke at 6:20, just in time to see the first of the sunrise.  Yes, it was amazingly beautiful, but not enough that I wanted to witness the rest of it.  So I went back to bed...afterall, Trader Joe's doesn't open until 9 and Costco 9:30.  What was the point.  Even at the age of 62 I still crave the comfort and 'snuggliness' of that pillow-topped mattress.