- I have an office-mate but she and I don’t keep the same hours. The school does this strategically, of course. But this week, she’s had a bag in her chair with a big coat and a broomstick. I don’t know what to think about this but I definitely have not ever run into her so, is she a witch or…?
- Yesterday was a really good day for me, physically, though it began emotionally rough. I was just stressing out so I decided to run. I went a route I like doing but wasn’t sure the distance. Turned about to be 3.25 miles. Later in the afternoon, I met my friend Carrie at the park and we did about 2.15 miles. It was really nice to catch up with her and get more exercise in.
- I find myself tending to certain job tasks and others, not so much so then, those are hanging over my head. Why don’t I just bit the bullet and do them, you ask? I don’t know. I have a sort of anxiety about it, I guess.
- I remember eight months ago when I was told I needed to find other employment; I often found myself on my knees, praying diligently, actually connecting to my faith more than I ever had before. And typically, as I practiced daily prayer, I began to feel normal again. Content. I am still trying to get to that place this week where I feel I have truly given it to God and put it all in his hands. I know it sounds silly to folks who probably don’t have that faith but whatever works, right? I feel unsettled.
- Since I have been applying to campus jobs, I answered a phone call from my area code about 20 minutes ago. Turns out to be my son’s art teacher and apparently they had a bit of a disagreement today. My son said he had to go to the bathroom and she got mad that he didn’t sign out and was gone 10 minutes. When he got back, she said something to him and he apparently said something disrespectful back. Sigh. Does it ever end? Are these kids ever going to become actual humans or what? Now, to his credit, he’s got some serious senioritis going on but lordy, I should not be still getting a phone call.
- It’s been a weird day already but just one more class and I’m on my way home. I need a break. I need to scream into the void. I need to find solace in something. Thanks god my husband gets home today!
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Does it ever end? No, but they do move out…
That is something about the broomstick… I can see how you would wonder. Is the class she teaches on the Occult?? Then I would be concerned. I can see how you would be frustrated to receive a call like that- I am a little surprised the teacher didn´t email you about it. It seems like email allows for all parties to respond in due time to process what really to say.
The broomstick is intriguing : ) Sorry about the phone call. There’s a break coming up and I imagine it will be good for everyone. Hang in there!