I love "in service" days for teachers. It is that day where the school has an excuse for closing without snow on the ground and they tell parents that the teachers are learning how to be better teachers. They are sleeping in...you know...I know it...they know it. It drags me out of bed early, on a day when it is like 11 degrees outside, when there is a construction crew screaming outside of my window at like 6am. You know mornings when you have to get up earlier than usual, those last few minutes are more precious than anything else, those south Philly roofers robbed me of that this morning. It made me kind of mad. This is following a day (yesterday) when Avi and I got ready for the doctors appointment only to find out the batttery in the car is dead. So I called to reschedule and we will see this doctor, when...yep in April. It made me stop today and in a really reflective moment think "Is this really my life?" Not in a bad or negative way but more in a way that is unbelieving of what I do, what I deal with in a day. I never thought I would be that woman who would be doing this, making the tough decisions, dealing with the tough problems, not cracking up, and somehow doing it again the next day and the day after. I can actually feel myself being stronger after every obstacle, being that wiser person that I hadn't expected to be until I reached 60 at least. I look at Avi and I see the same thing. We see our relationship and we know that we will be together no matter what, because "no matter what" has already been going on. That is such a blessing.
MMMMM Kosher....Damn Carbs you are my downfall.
Today I am grateful for...
Pizza...
Banana muffins
Tomorrow is Saturday...unions don't work on Saturday right?
hot tea...
warm rooms with sun...
Honey, we made it one more day....
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