November 17, 2015

I guess 4:54 works for me, because this is the second night in a row..second morning in a row I’ve woken up at this ungodly hour, yet I like it.  I’ve had two great days…I feel alive, energetic- on fiyah.  As soon as things are set up, you bet your sweet ass I’m starting up yoga in the early a.m. again.  I tried to a few weeks ago, except the dvd player has been packed up and moved into storage.  Dropped kids off at school – these mornings are incredible – the fun we have.  Ethan laughed and called me “unique.” 

I headed right to work to quickly get some stuff done before I needed to head off to my school site.  I have 76 things to do and zip to zero time in which to do it.  Somehow though, those phone calls are no longer frightening for me.  I no longer stumble over what to say.  I’m still faking it a bit, but boy, oh boy, I feel like I’m making it more.  Off to school and I realized it (the school) was possessed.  Here’s the sitch:  I walked in to the room, into the office to use.  I set down my things and then boom.  Keys were GONE.  I searched everywhere at least three times.  The thing is, I had to have keys to get into the room, so I knew they had to be there – except they weren’t.  I went outside, and then…door locked behind me (of course) so Trish had to give ne another loaner key to get back in.  My client was there, waiting, and smiled when she saw she was needed for a second pair of eyes.  It worked, too…because suddenly, there they were…in my coat which I had already checked three times.  We had a good session – first talking, then I pulled out origami paper and magic sand.  A little different than her usual, but switching things up is a good thing sometimes.

No place to be for a while so I brought the English bone china teacups and saucers as well as Currier & Ives calendars to an antique store.  It sure is fun discussing this stuff and then telling them you just donated crystal European wine and cognac decanters.  Next, shoe place to pick up my boots (where I wrote in the item line “I got sole, baby!” because I now had two new soles on my boots).  Then..I saw I’d grabbed the bus keys instead of the Mazda keys and so…I went in to let them know I was going to run home to get my spare key.  “We could give you a ride” they said, but no, no…life is an adventure and had I not walked home I wouldn’t have seen Stefanie from the B&B that I worked the Sand Fire with, nor would I have seen the doe standing high on the hill, looking down at me and watching my every move.  Had they given me a ride, I wouldn’t have quickly checked Ethan’s texts to make sure all was kosher and seen his kissy faces and hearts to a young lady I have known he has a crush on, but he won’t tell me.  She responded with kissy faces and hearts, too.   I love that so.very.much.  I got to run half a mile back to the show place and donate items to hospice, still make it on time for supervision.

I’ve been in plenty of communication with Marco – my handsome AirBnB host, enjoying the German communique.  My godmother also wrote me – my heart breaks for her as she must endure chemo.  I’ll find out more about her cancer diagnosis when I get there, but she will be so weak.   She let me know how the cold weather, rain and snow is arriving with us and this is information I already knew, but we will be in Zürich, my city. The weather matters not.  After supervision (not really sure why I just threw that in that time slot, but I received emails from both throughout the day, so there ya have it), I got back on the phone. This is not necessarily “productive” work, but it is necessary work.    I spoke with many parents, many referrals and feel like a little something was accomplished…but after a time period, I had to go get my kids.  The day was just too busy to be able to pick them up later.  Point Two about Zürich – excellent public transportation: tram, bus, train, ferry – you can get there.  I wouldn’t have to stop work to go get them, they could hop on a tram as I did and get home themselves.  

Dropped kids off at home, grabbed keys, wallet, and headed off quickly to my 4:00.  Again, origami and magic sand after talking a bit.  I feel I am creating good therapeutic relationships with these kids, that they feel comfortable with me.  Still – looking forward to the kids in juvenile hall.  Then…Parent Project group with my Jen.  This one is a human I met when our older kids were tiny young ones.  We met in a park and spoke as we had been friends forever.  8 years later, here we are working together and I love that.  Jen is a magical human – filled with light.  I’m serious: she radiates happiness.  I gave her the task of finding me my guy  - someone who is decent and good and in it for a committed partnership – not just a fling.  I kind of wonder how awesome this dude is if it is taking this long to find him(CH – I know).  Jen is the one, who, after we have both had 12 hour work days, she waits in the parking lot to make sure my car is running and I’m moving before she goes anywhere. I love that.  When I got home, I saw the kids had done an amazing job in packing up  - Maggie cleaned out the whole bathroom and Ethan cleaned and emptied his room.  These kids impress me to no end. 

Pictures:  5 years and school makes a difference. My inspiration pic of me to get me back to rock-climbing yoga days; There was a beautiful sunset tonight;  Just making sure my daughter knew I was at work tonight.