March 4, 2015

It was a wild night in my bed last night, he sheets and the duvet were in a disarray when I awoke and somewhere in my dreams, I knocked off my FitBit.  It was so hard waking up, even with coffee, so I jumped in the shower, which did the trick.

Work meant taken notes on math this morning so that I could gain a better comprehension of it.  Telling oneself one isn’t good at a subject isn’t very helpful.  Doing so for over three decades makes the hole that deeper to crawl out of, but I know I could do it.  The question is, will I?

Picked up the kids and we went to the store to get more diapers for Annie.  This thing better end soon.  Then we stopped at our restaurant to pick up some dinner.  The kids saw  "my guy” standing out front on his cell-phone, the Hispanic gentleman with the gold teeth.  We went inside and had a discussion over Austria versus Switzerland:  Ethan wants Austria, Maggie wants Switzerland.  I just want whichever would be best for us.  Switzerland pays more, but Zurich and Geneva have just been voted the world’s top two most expensive cities.  Yes, everything is more expensive, but I would also make much more money there.  Austria is more affordable, but I’d make much less.  Then Maggie started wondering aloud why I wasn’t married yet.  I told her it wasn’t about “being” married, it was about finding the right person.  As we left, our favorite waiter signaled to me that “my guy” was outside again….Good grief.  The kids think it’s hilarious and remembered a roadtrip to Texas where a man in his late  50s started talking to me and was wondering if I was single and if I might want to get married.  He excused himself quickly to use the restroom, telling to me to “wait right there.”  I smiled and as soon as he was out of earshot, yelled “Let’s go!  Go!  Go!” and backed outta that parking lot as if I were making an appearance on “The Dukes of Hazzard.” 

We got home and brought my rowing machine inside.  It’s been sitting on the front porch for two days, but with Ethan’s drum set up, there is no room in the house.  I spoke with our women’s coach a month or so ago and she said that with my knee issues, a rowing machine would provide the best workout – better than the elliptical as it is an all-body workout.  Then Ethan and I got busy on his homework – we did a lab, where we cut out “cards” representing mice with dominant and recessive alleles and saw the survival rate over 3 generations.    Then he did a few homework assignments in history on his own.  We are almost caught up again – after 2 days.  I’m proud of him.  It would just save much time if he actually did this work at school.

Maggie was about to get in the shower when she realized there was no hot water.  The water heater went out again, a week after it did so the first time.  We got it going again, but by the time it heats up it’ll be too late.  I changed a light bulb and started wondering about a house that isn’t falling apart the way this one is.  Looking at my books makes me cringe, though.  The thought of moving them hurts my body.  

A idyllic scene by my children's school; An insect enjoying dessert in a honeysuckle at school; Ethan working on his lab.