A scorcher today.
Sara had her first cross country practice this morning at 5:45 AM, so I took
her to school and did my 8-mile run while she was running. It felt pretty good, but it was so early in
the morning that, by the time evening rolled around, I found myself thinking,
“Wow. I feel so guilty that I didn’t
work out.”
I went to the bank today and converted the “house” savings
account into a checking account, so I can pay contractors, deposit rent, etc…
Otherwise I spent the day getting my lesson plans ready for
my substitute, and went to visit YWCA to talk with case workers about services
Guadalupe can provide to the women living in the shelter. I got an award for twenty years of service to
the school: a $100 gift card. I could
ask for any kind of gift card I wanted, and chose the grocery store, because it
seemed so practical. Part of me wanted
to take the money and spoil myself. But,
hey! I can get nail polish at the
grocery store….
Low point. Chuck
seems at a low ebb. Tired, frustrated
with trying to fix the transmission in the Audi.
High point. Weeding
my garden in the evening. I was bent
over barefoot in the damp dirt, feeling stork-like and content.
Nothing works better on a sad/bad/weird mood than weeding a garden. Nothing.
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