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The First Day

Yesterday was my first day back at work after Christmas Break, and boy was it hard to get out of bed.

I’d only had two solid nights of sleep since school had gotten out because of my surgery, and I was still playing catch up.

I’d done my best to prep the night before by whipping up my first ever batch of Instant Pot Make-Ahead Quinoa Breakfast Bowls, a recipe by Detoxinista.  I was shocked by how easy AND flavorful it was.

I’d also found an exercise video that I could do without putting extra weight on my ankle . . .

Y’all, this gal has TONS of videos!  I was thrilled with the gold mine I discovered!

Still, though, it was super-hard to go to bed that night.  I just wasn’t feeling it.

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It took awhile to drag myself out of bed.  Mind you, I am having to stick my foot into a boot before I walk anywhere, so there’s that.

I was too lazy to change into workout clothes – hence, the sweatpants which wound up being too hot.

I rather enjoyed the video.  Parts of it were a little easy, while other parts were a little more challenging.

What I liked was burning calories and getting my heart rate going a bit.

Because I’d dragged my feet, or should I say boot, getting up, I ran a bit behind.  The Mr. was not too pleased because he’d gotten up early to drive me since, once again, I am unable to drive since it’s my right ankle that’s recovering.

It was 33 degrees when we left the house – perfect weather for the use of my hand knits.

I had quite a few kids absent; the cold weather kept them bundled up at home, I suppose.  Still, being on my feet all day was harder than I’d expected.  By 5th period, I was regretting my decision not to take crutches to school.  The outside of my ankle hurt something fierce.

When I got home and removed my sock and bandage, I could see the swelling.

I was so exhausted that I went straight to bed . . .

And slept for TWO hours.  When I woke up, I thought it was morning.

I must have needed the sleep, though, because I got up, cooked dinner for the Mr., and we watched a couple of our favorite television shows.  I went to bed around 11 and slept through the night without waking up.

Overall, it wasn’t a bad first day back thanks to lesson planning that wasn’t overly ambitious yet relevant and kept my kids busy.

Only 73 days until Spring Break, but who’s counting.

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