That’s what I feel like I’ve been in the past few days — ok, maybe going on a week now.

Duck mentioned to me the other day that he needed to read his Bible more — me too, I agreed. I told him sometimes it’s really frustrating — I know how much better I feel and how smoothly things go when I’m doing the things I know I should be, and yet, I don’t do them. We are truly sick people. Our nature, what we tend to do, are all the things that aren’t so great for us — whether it’s pigging out on fried chicken or drinking a case of Cokes in a few days’ time.

End of grade tests were last week. We found out that Doodle missed the passing level by one question on the math portion of these ridiculous tests and would have to retake them this week. I cannot tell you how much frustration and worry we went through this weekend until we could meet with the principal Tuesday afternoon for more information. I had heard that if a child does not pass the EOGs that they are not promoted to the next grade level. The principal assured us this is not the case. He said Doodle’s work throughout the year has shown progress and that she’s never been considered for repeating third grade. So, even if she doesn’t do well with these re-takes, she’s still going to be promoted to fourth grade. We don’t believe anything is wrong with her — it just hasn’t been a great year, teacher-wise. I’m praying next year will be different.

They had a field day at school yesterday where the kids go to different activity stations every 10 minutes. Twenty stations in all, but it felt like a million. I got sunburned pretty bad on my neck, but I think the kids all had fun. They thought it was cool when I had to participate in the activity to make teams even. It was a long day though, and very draining.

And have you ever had one of those days where you are alone and have no idea what to do? That was me on Monday believe it or not. Doodle was with her grandparents and Duck went to practice with his musical group. For some reason it was just different than me being here alone every day while they are at school/work. I was physically tired, but the house is a mess. I felt guilty about not cleaning it — I wish I could say I was productive. Maybe another day.

My parents are in TN for my uncle’s funeral tomorrow. I wish I could be there — Mom, y’all are in my prayers.

I’m hoping this funky-funk goes away soon. I hate to get like this. I don’t feel like watching tv. It’s too early to go to sleep. I have so many books to read, I don’t know where to start. I think I really need to go for a ride on my bike, but not today — been raining. I’d get caught up on reading blogs, but everyone else has been so productive and doing cool things. Oh well, didn’t mean to bring you down! I sincerely hope you are doing better than I am this week!