Drooling Forks & Patting Your Pockets for Change
January 3, 2007 - Wednesday
 | Current mood:  contemplative It's the first day back to work and there are parts that I thought would be better and parts that I thought would be worse. What's that one bumper sticker say? "No bad days." Maybe no bad days, but no perfect ones either. I'll take a 99 percent, though, or a 98. Today wasn't really that bad, it was just grayed a little by recent events. It was my first day back on my "normal" schedule only not everything was normal. Depending on what was happening I would usually get in a good morning call to James. I know that probably sounds pathetic (and I'm grinning a little as I type this) but it was a great day to start my drive and we both enjoyed it. Half the time he was still in bed, waiting for my call, and he would rub it in that he was still home snuggled warmly in his bed. What a crapper! The calls were usually short and sweet but they were perfect. I didn't get that this morning, and I missed it. Dang it. Just when you think things are getting back to normal after being crazy, something "normal" ends up making things crazy. Isn't that always how it works? I ended up texting a friend around the middle of my morning for support. It worked. ? Chuckle. Sigh. I've got a mix of songs playing on my computer right now and the song "Fragile" by Sting is on. Sometimes I'm truly amazed at the timing of things… even the small things. I got to work early and that was a blessing. I was able to come into class and get a mental start on the day before any students arrive. (Sometimes parents drop their kids off WAY too early and we just let them come in the school because we're small.) So all was pretty good until lunch. I would normally have a lunch call or check in via instant message… You know it's funny how weird days can be contagious. One of my students was struggling today too. It's kind of like a distraction that doesn't totally take your attention away from what you're doing, but it makes you not able to fully commit to what's going on. At one point "L" had a fork in her mouth as she was sitting down to eat lunch. She basically forgot to continue clinching her teeth and the fork fell out of her mouth. A little bit later she was patting down her pockets because she had just put change in one of them but had forgotten which one. I told her I knew how she felt… not entirely on the mark but not off in la-la land either. The day wasn't all bad, it was just weird. I did get an email from an old friend… kind of an old boyfriend, really. Out of the blue things keep happening to me... some bad, some good. So I'm on my way home, now. This is another time when I would check in with James. I'm serious, folks, we talked a lot. We had a full-blown schedule! LOL. It was awesome. He was awesome. I miss him. It hurts a little less every day, but this kind of threw me for a loop… God is good. Steph |
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