I am so tired.
Today was my first gig as Coordinator for the Primary Group in our homeschool group. (K-1st) The theme for this month was butterflies. I read them a book about butterflies. (Did you know that butterflies flit from leaf to leaf laying eggs that are in a shell?) We colored a page about butterflies. We learned the different parts of a butterfly. We said "butterfly" in 10 different languages. We played a game where we wrapped each other up in a cocoon of toilet paper. We did jumping jacks, touch-your-toes, and a running game called "don't spill the beans!" all in about 2 hours.
Then....I attempted to nap but instead laid awake thinking of 9/11.
Then we went to CC's Girl Scouts meeting where I was drafted into volunteer duty as the cutter of shapes for cards they were making. Fun. (Can you hear the sarcasm?)
All of this on about 2 hours sleep. I stupidly watched a documentary about 9/11 at 11 pm last night and it depressed me. I had seen it before. It was on Channel 5. Did you see it? I turned it off at 11:45 pm but all night I had images of people jumping from the fire down 80 floors. When I see scenes from that day, my heart physically aches. I always cry. I don't think the sadness will ever leave me. It's almost more than I can bear and I didn't even know anyone that was there. So sad.
So tonight I'll be taking a big fat sleeping pill and hitting the hay about 9 pm.
I am pooped.