
Why do I wake up on a tear (rhymes with bear) and keep going? It is only 0916. I have ranted publicly, lobbied youngest daughter's community college board of trustees and president--offered up the no parking situation to the local TV station that investigates taxpayer supported procrastination and more.
Why do I swell up like a cornered mother badger? I think genetics is most of it and growing up the gangly, uni-browed, ugly of two choices of sister's (therefore, overlooked in my book) one is another. I call it the Beauty and Beast syndrome. That which makes a person Beautiful also makes them a Beast.
I have a gift of communication: Beautiful. I sometimes turn into a hyper-vigilant vigilante with too much frosting and not enough cake: Beast.
Today I am Beasting and hope to be done soon.
There is a critical lack of student parking spots youngest daughter's community college and has been this way for several years. The school leadership goes forth with a multi-million dollar expansion and recruitment plan and in the meantime, students are missing or chronically coming in late to class for the lack of parking; and the insult: they ticket students for parking wherever they can so they can get to class. Mmmmm.....
We will see where my high-watt verbalizing gets me.
In other mediocre updates: I am doing and re-doing hordes of school and financial aid related paperwork. Just as I expected. But I also expected more patience out of myself. I am biting my tongue frequently and will keep smiling smiling smiling through to the end of it. Today, I will be working on patience.
On a slightly different colored note: It's every shade of gray out today. It's matted, mused, fused, integrated and omniscent. I would give up my sacred coffee for a week for a day of full on sun. Please?
We will be taking in the graduation of a friend's daughter's from her Certified Nursing Assistant class. That is a big Hoo-Rah for a sweet girl lacking basic confidence!
More soon I am sure since, gratefully

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