I dislike "Money doesn't buy happiness." As well.
Neither does poverty, PEOPLE!
I am not one of the "privilege" people.
I am however quite pleased with circumstances at this unexpected moment. I am at peace in spite of the fact that I live in a room off someone's garage, I am covered in cat hair, and I've had nothing to eat and I slept, maybe four hours last night.
The lack of sleep due to reading assignment after assignment, watching the time fly and wishing I "got it"
In week one I think I am most overwhelmed.
My brain hasn't grasped thinking in this manner yet.
YET! Meaning I think I am going to get it.
Last night inbetween the total chaos of kids, books and mess, I managed to dye the cat orange. He didn't care
The kid's say, "Gramma you're funny." I am not.
Prince Caspian is evil, he needed a skunk stripe down his back. Only it's not white, it's orange. I have no idea what made me think of it. I was tipping the Viking's hair and the kitten got in the way. As always whatever I am doing Caspian has to be involved.
If I am cooking, Caspian is stealing scraps, if I am reading he parks himself on my book. If I am typing he lays on the keyboard. I have a canopy on my bed. He likes to swing off the material like a small furry Tarzan.
No rest for the wicked applies to Prince Caspian.
Today I want to be invisible.
Today I don't want to appear as the oddity that I am.
I would go home, but I might miss something and I am sure I don't want to look at the black kitten with the orange stripe.
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