No words. No words because I am insane amounts of exhausted. The kind of exhausted where you nap for nearly four hours and still go to bed before nine. (This is when I'm thankful that I have a chronic illness that is classified by fatigue instead of some type of horrific symptom...)
The Destination Imagination competition was yesterday. And I am so insanely proud of our team. This is our second year together as a full team. Half of us have been together for four years. They've discovered how each other operates, become acquainted with their teammates' strengths and weaknesses. And I've had the privilege to watch them grow, feel a distinct ownership and pride over their accomplishments. They scream and bicker for four months. And then, somehow, they produce quality work in the fifth month. This is the fourth time I've watched this phenomenon occur. I have no idea how they do it. But they, in the end, they pull it all together and present something amazing.
I love these kids. Love how I can discipline them as my own. Love how they call me "coach" to get my attention. Love how they're so full of ideas that they're literally bursting, yelling over each other, clamoring to share and be a central component of the team.
But right now I'm exhausted. Even though I didn't do anything.
I might just need another nap.