Warning: This post is a bit wobbly and may be subject to fits of rambling thought.
This last week, I was sick with a cold so awful that all I could do was come from work everyday and go to bed. As I type this I really hope that the last of it has left my system and I will be able to handle a full twelve hours of work tomorrow as well as a cardiologist’s appointment. My follow-up appointment is here at last and though I wish it were another day it is too late to reschedule.
Momma won’t be going with me as she has to pick my sister up from her new job. My sister and her kids moved up from Wast Palm Beach last weekend and she had a job by last Tuesday and an apartment by the end of the week. Way to go, sis!!! I am so proud of everything she has done to make her life and her kids lives better in recent weeks. She is one incredibly strong and stubborn woman.
There is other news, it looks like this will be my last year in the classroom for the time being. Twice my administrators have asked me how I would feel if I was placed in a position outside the classroom. At first I was hesitant, but this might be just what I need to invigorate my career and finish other personal projects that have been left undone. I can always return to the classroom if I don’t like my new assignment. It will be hard leaving my school and the students I have grown to love but the only constant in life is change. And Change is coming.
This was the one thing that was clear this weekend as I attempted to swim through the mind fog created by my illness and the medicine I took to combat it. The other thing that was crystal clear was that my body needed rest and delighted in taking it. I had fallen asleep on my sofa using Luke as a pillow and watching Iron Chef America when Momma poked her head in the door. I had failed to answer my phone three times so an invasion was warranted.
My nephew, Robert, and his siblings followed her in the door. Every week for the next month or so they are going to be coming over to clean their Bearded Dragon’s cages. Lizards generally aren’t my thing, but Pumpkin for whom my sister’s blog is named captured my heart. So now I live with one dog, a turtle, two cats and three Bearded Dragons. Living La Viva Loca and loving it.
And back to work tomorrow. And the day after that and the day after that … until blessed Friday returns.
Then I get to write and play in the dirt.