5:13 and I’m up. I
gathered the candles, the incense and laid out my yoga mat upon my sacred
blanket. It felt good. I’m not as bendy, but it will come back, I
know, provided I continue.
It was an Erasure kind of morning and I sang loudly. Dropped the kids off at school and was finally
presented with a key at the hall. I love it there. Worked all the way
through…
..until it was time to pick up the kids from study hall, and
drop them back at home. I had put a pot
roast in the crock pot and it smelled so good as we walked in, yet I still
needed to complete supervision hours, so I turned around and headed back to the
agency where I glad to see a co-worker so I could get more info. Supervision ended with Elena and Susan begging
for show tunes, so I closed us out with “Matchmaker, Matchmaker” from Fiddler
on the Roof. Mazeltov.
Walking to my front door, I saw a face peering out of the window
and noticed a sign on the door: “Welcome to Super Formal Land, plus some
Supernatural”. The door opened before me
and Ethan, dressed in some nice clothing, reached for my work bags and led me
inside, where Maggie was dressed in a lovely dress, with the table nicely set
in preparation for a family dinner and episodes of Supernatural. What a glorious Tribe I have been graced
with.
I received the final packet 2 days ago from Libby regarding my Montessori
education which I shall scan and email it off tonight. Then, I wait.
I do have many additional schools to contact, beyond the one in which I interviewed,
and then there is work to start on my psychology degrees. I have been wondering what to do with no
school, no homework, and my question has been answered: start working towards the
next phase of my life, if that is where I am intended to be.
Pictures: The lovely announcement of tonight's festivities; the way to work; tonight's cranberries.
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