Two more days . . .

Well, I get extra prep time today because of the dance-a-thon, which starts after my regular prep time and doesn't require supervision by the entire staff. This is good.

I'm on duty for treats tomorrow, and come hell or high water, I have to work out tonight. So things are going to be rather busy after Piet gets home.

I'm going to buy a bus pass for April, because there are no holidays or other times when I'm likely to have a car available. The pass is only worth it if I'm making at least nine trips a week on the bus. I will be, this month.

I'm still waiting for the school board to reimburse me nearly two hundred dollars for my home-reading-program expenditures. The money has come out of my account already, but they're taking their sweet time about the cheque. I don't understand why my secretary couldn't have taken it out of petty cash, then put the money from the board into petty cash when it arrived. Isn't that the purpose of a petty cash fund? But the principal said no, so I wait and hope I'll have enough money to manage until the cheque arrives. Argh.

Elizabeth woke up around 5:00 a.m. this morning, crying what sounded like, "My ear! My ear!" Due to recent issues in the lives of some friends, I'm more paranoid about ear infections than I might otherwise be, but I couldn't figure out why she was discovering this at 5:00 a.m. After a few minutes more of this, Piet got up, went into the bathroom, and came back with her smallest Eeyore toy. She laid right down, pulled the blanket up, snuggled with Eeyore, and went back to sleep.

Various items of health and well-being

I badly need a good pair of cross-trainers. This is a problem. A good pair of cross-trainers that will fit me properly will run me well over one hundred dollars, and I don't have it to spare at the moment. The alternative is to waste my $40 per month gym membership, because I can't keep working out without these shoes. It's painful - I've got shinsplints that made me stop my workout three machines from the end because I couldn't handle the aerobics on the rest stations, even when I toned them down.

I'm considering calling my doctor, making an appointment for next week sometime, and getting a prescription for orthotics. If I have a prescription, my benefits plan will cover some astronomical sum - five hundred dollars? - for a single pair. Depending on how much I can swing, I may be able to get the benefits plan to pay for the shoes as well as the inserts. Obviously, that would be the best-case scenario. It seems to me that the clinic wherein is located my doctor's office also houses an orthotics fitter.

It's really awful that I'm not even out of my twenties yet and I'm buying old-lady shoes with two hundred-dollar inserts in them. *sigh*

My diet has been steadily improving again as I finished the last of the Easter chocolate yesterday. Veggies reappeared several days ago, as did soup for lunch. I'm down two pounds from my weekend high - which is three pounds higher than my weight three weeks ago. *sigh* There are downsides to fondues and other holiday foods.

I'm hoping the breakout is pretty much over, too.

I'm going to take an ibuprofen and head to bed at a decent hour.