The last three days have been a blur. So much has happened, small and big that it seems like enough change to last a month. Maybe I've just grown used to the monotonous winter that was work and school. Things are happening around me, to me; and I can't help but chalk it up to the natural course of rebirth that is spring itself.
I thought that Friday was just a random day of insanity but apparently it will be dragged on a little longer. I have a job on Wednesdays babysitting for two adorable little boys, making very good money that I would be silly to pass up. On Sunday I found out the university is giving me am award with a nice bit of money that will be a welcome help to the school fee I've been ignoring. I've been meeting new people, I'm running into old friends. I'm planning the most perfect birthday trip and looking into a house for next year. I've discovered threading my eyebrows is heaven sent and that I like my new navy blue hair colour. But, spring is unpredictable. Sunny and 75 in the shade on Monday, 45 and raining by Tuesday. I had the opportunity to join an educational puppet show (this Wednesday) that works with the board of education. Not wanting to make a bad first impression on my new job I passed it up with a plea that if they should ever need someone to volunteer I would be more than happy to help. OH, and for reasons unknown my face has been itchy for three days. It's sensitive and reacts to almost anything like the weather, makeup, or food. So please, stop bugging me. I hate waking up reddish and puffy.
Details on the birthday trip include two nights in my favourite town in the world and a show. We might stay at this B&B with free breakfast and wine. They will even pack you a picnic! I think we would just die. It's hard to work everyones schedules in and I would really love everyone to come but I know that's not likely. Then again, there's a whole summer open to be reckless, one weekend won't make or break, I hope.
I'm eating dried dates. They look like cockroaches.
I went for a drive today out of sheer boredom. I have no one in this town to call. All the people I would want to see are either working, very far away or don't want to see me as much as I want to see them. I can't just sit in front of the tv like I used to. It drives me bananas. It annoys me to no end. But, I saw my favourite magnolia trees by the lake. I counted all the magnolia trees, 11 in total. And then I took mental pictures because in a week they will be gone and break my heart. I should have taken real pictures. My mom always used to say she got married in early May just cause the magnolia trees were in bloom.
On to banana chips. They remind me of being five years old and in the car on my way to Florida. We used to stop at The Cracker Barrel and buy dried fruit, things I would never normally eat. But when in a strange place we would always soak up every bit of unfamiliarity and even eat differently. The smell of banana is tied to this for some reason.
Last cooking class tonight. Cupcakes and ice cream sandwiches. Should be easy enough. I will miss them. The last 5 weeks flew by. I hope the next 5 take their time. I have so much nothing to do still. The least I can do is enjoy it. Even if it turns to be just driving alone.
"I know we'll meet again
Maybe tonight
Just tell me where and when
I know it's never sure
Maybe tonight"
Seriously, I'm not trying to be cliche but this girl's lyrics always have something relevant in the moment. And right now I could have written it myself.
I miss you professor G. You know who you are <3
Much love
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