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Year Three, Day 127: A Hoop Break, Smoky Air and Exhausted Me

I think I am getting used to surviving on about 3 hours of sleep. I made it through a 6 hour teaching day without a nap!

Much caffeine, but no nap.

No bee sting either!

But I did get two sessions of hooping in! One early this morning at my daughter's house, while my mom rocked the baby burrito.




And one on a break between students  at the church where I teach on Saturdays. The narthex is the perfect space. The floors are shiny and even. I did check for bees before I took off my shoes, however.



I even got a short but focused piano practice in. I am working on pieces for an upcoming solo piano concert I am doing in November.

I am exhausted, but in a good way. I accomplished a lot today, including much needed bonding with the Baby Burrito!   But I can hardly think, type, or even hold my head up now.

Can someone just beam me home?




I think in order to keep my sensitive emotions in check, I need to stay focused on the immediate task at hand. Tonight is much needed, uninterrupted sleep. Tomorrow is an actual real live day off!  But I will still hoop, go to church and practice piano. Just no teaching, no office work and no babysitting. I miss her already! But must take care of me in order to take care of her!  I may also visit some other family members tomorrow.

But now, I need to brave the smoky air and make it home. Oy, my lungs!

I can hardly wait for tomorrow to come. RAIN is in the forecast!

HAPPY RAIN DANCE!!!


Talk to you tomorrow.

Love,

Zita


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