Just Another Day In The Life ...

Should I give up,

Or should I just keep chasin' pavements?

Even if it leads nowhere

Or would it be a waste

Even if I knew my place

Should I leave it there

Should I give up,

Or should I just keep chasin' pavements

Even if it leads nowhere

I build myself up

And fly around in circles

Waitin' as my heart drops

And my back begins to tingle

Finally, could this be it

Or should I give up

Or should I just keep chasin' pavements

Even if it leads nowhere

Or would it be a waste

Even if I knew my place

Should I leave it there

BY:  Adele

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         Last week I said I was feeling a little sick.  Monday rolled around, last “official” day in my classroom … and I felt terrible.  You know, it was just one of those days.  We woke up early, got ready, and packed up the dogs.  I decided I would bring the dogs to school to meet everyone, as I have talked so much about them in the past.  But wouldn’t you know it?  On the way to school … FLAT TIRE.  And to make matters worse, it was one of the news ones I bought in March! UGH!  I am sure I am a bad luck magnet, and if there is an ounce of it floating around the universe, it will find me.  THANKFULLY, Joey was there, because I swear I was in “the hills have eyes” country, and I was just waiting for those creeps to come get me.  And let’s just face it, it probably would have taken me 10 years to figure out how to change that tire … and forget about cell phone service.

         So, tire gets changed, donut is on, and off we putt-putt to school.  The minute I get to school I must have started to break a fever because I couldn’t sweat any harder.  I swear I sweat off the top layer of my skin if that was possible.  I hugged my work family, turned in my keys and my inventory, and left early to go to walk-in care.  One hour (101º fever, sinus infection, and bronchitis) later … we now had to go deal with our tire scenario.  Sixty-two dollars for a new tire and we got rid of the donut.  Good grief … I think we earned the right to go home after that.

         Monday seems so long ago now.  I know it is only Thursday, but honestly, it feels like it has been forever.  Since then I am sure I have lost half my body weight in blowing my nose and hacking out a lung, watched SUPER 8 (which was super good), rented TRUE GRIT (great!  I loved the teenage girl and her spunk) and THE RITE (gah! exorcism movies always creep me out), spent time at the DMV to change my address on my license, so I could register my car in a new town, because the nice officer that pulled me over stole my old registration, gone back to the doctors (who now believes it just might be allergic asthma (never heard of it) and not the original diagnosis and added more pills to my regimen - I swear to you that if you walked by me on the street you would just hear the “swish swish” of pills in their bottles – I must be a walking pharmacy right now.  What else has happened this week?  I burned myself making oatmeal, which was rather enjoyable, really.  I received 3 rejection letters from schools that I’ve applied to (epic fail), without even getting called for interviews – I’m an amazing teacher, I swear it!

         So with a looming surgery coming up, I am hoping that I can kick whatever is going on with my body far, far away.  If they think I have the slightest sniffle or infection they won’t do the surgery, and let’s face it, gimping along with nothing holding your knee together, is not the most enjoyable way of life.  Granted, I know that people have it far and much worse than I do … I’m just saying … I should be running, jumping, working, hiking, biking, (the list could go on), but instead I am sedentary and motionless.  I hate it.

         So in the spirit of the song lyrics posted, I know that I can’t really give up.  I’m just pissy really – I mean, getting slammed with constant bad news is quite depressing every now and again.  So will I keep applying for jobs, of course!  Will I keep fighting this cold/allergy/bronchitis/unknown thing?  Begrudgingly yes.  Will I do just fine in surgery and bitch about rehab?  You betcha!  So I guess that pavement better clear a path for me, cause metaphorically (you know, cause I literally cannot chase) I am going to keep chasing it.

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We to the lake:

Cosmo and Elaine went too!  They were more excited to be home though:

And then … I burned myself! :(  Can you see the blister? :(