A sick dog, a pregnant lady and a day with no students

Today started off as any old day, except we did not have students today. It was a professional development day—it’s the only “break” we have until Thanksgiving. I had been looking forward to this day for quite some time. I knew I would be able to sleep in at least a half an hour, and I would be able to sit down for a bit today.  Also, we got to go out for lunch! That is a luxury people in the “real world” don’t realize they have.

Anyway, I took Chauncey for his morning walk and realized the poor guy is not feeling well. He must have eaten something because he…well, I won’t even go there.  I brought him back in and didn’t really think anything else of it.

We headed to school. We had a few meetings/breakout sessions.  I got to feel smart in one session, because we were talking about Atomic Particles—and I was able to contribute. 7^th grade Science was coming back to me. (I taught 7^th grade Science for two years.)

I was also able to have a little time in my classroom. Baby Campbell will be here in less than 2 week and I need every second I can get for planning. I had over $100 worth of copies to send to the print shop and got a bunch of grades in.

It was a pretty successful day.

Then we got home.

I should have known when the house smelled like #2. I sent Mr. Campbell upstairs to check out the damage. And it was BAD. Presents left for us in every room—except for the master bedroom. The nursery, the hallway, the spare bedroom, and both of the rugs downstairs were all a gross mess. Thankfully, I had a large bottle of carpet cleaner and a ton of paper towel.  We cleaned for about an hour and still have a few spots to work on.

I think the worst part is; I have to restrict the dog’s food intake for at least the next 12 hours. Chauncey is one of those dogs who would eat every 25 minutes if he could. We give him a rationed amount of food each day and measure it out in a Ziploc baggie—or else he would eat ALL DAY LONG.

Poor guy. Let’s hope tomorrow is a better day for him.

And, let’s hope this baby stays put for at least 10 more days. (That is how much vacation time I have saved up to be off through the holidays without having any $ taken out of my paycheck.)  Plus, I need every second I can get to plan for being out.