On my, I'm tired. Through and through tired. I haven't done much today - didn't even paint at the farmhouse - and I'm still tired. It feels like I might be tired the rest of my life. You see, I went on a field trip. On a school bus. With children. Overnight. Oh, my.
Every spring, the fourth grade at Highland Elementary, where I'm the librarian, goes on an overnight field trip to Jamestown, Yorktown, and Colonial Williamsburg. Fourth graders spend their entire school year studying Virginia history, so a trip to Virginia's Historic Triangle is a given. For years now I've helped prepare the kids for this great trip by doing a book unit with a delightful little ghost story set in Williamsbug. We study a map of the Historic Area, learn about some of the important buildings, and look at lots of photographs of this amazingly restored colonial city. This year I was invited to go along on the trip. I love history and, although I've been to Willliamsburg and Jamestown before, it had been a long time and I was delighted to get to go. And it was a great trip. But my goodness, I'm tired!
I slept in til almost 7:30 this morning. The first two hours I was up felt pretty good, like a normal Saturday. And then the fatigue hit like a ton of bricks. I took a nap, and haven't done much in the way of work. Still, I'm tired. But I'll get over it. And what a cache of memories I have to ponder! Despite the bus ride and all the walking, herding and disciplining that a field trip involves, it was a fun and fascinating two days. It will be a sweet nugget to think about for a long time.