It was a crazy day at work with 12 substitutes and a whole lot of restless students. It was the second day of over 90 degree temps outside, and the barometric pressure was in the middle of a huge change.
About an hour before the end of the day, Raquel called. Dennis had refused to get out of bed all day. She had tried at 9 AM to rouse him, again at 11 AM and once more at 1 PM. He finally said he would sit up and eat ice cream before she left at 2:30.
He decided to get up and sit in his chair when I came home. He said he wasn't feeling well, but wasn't able to put his finger on what was really wrong. He was dizzy. He was tired. He was depressed. But he couldn't say any one specific thing.
I think he is feeling the same thing all the kids and teachers were feeling today. Antsy to get up and out and have fun, yet knowing it just isn't the right time, yet.
Hang in there, Dennis. I will be home to entertain you very soon. We will fly to Ireland for a couple of weeks, and practice drinking Guinness. You will rise to the occasion and have lots of fun. Just be a little patient, my dear.
Until later,
Ann and Dennis
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