I have often thought the universe mocks me and I have mentioned a time or two that I strongly suspect that I am the pawn between good and evil.
I have been so busy that I haven’t had time to finish a thought, let alone an actual project. Now it is the first night of Winter Break and I am taking some time to reflect. (I actually really hate using “reflect” as a verb.)
The stress zit that I used to get every September in celebration/consternation of the Fall Show at Fort Worth Theatre. It took me years to convince my skin that I did not need a memorial blemish.
The stress zit finally caught up to me and my new schedule.
The Winter Play went off, not hitchless but it was well received. It was largely student written and directed and featured 50 students. The parents loved it and their were only two diva meltdowns(neither of them mine.)
The big post show let down was that I still had to teach a full day today. I am over the firm belief that students should be sedated at noon on the day before a break as the teachers slowly ride out the day.
On the way home, my sluggish transmission started making a horrible sound.
My stress zit was so huge I think it actually grazed the windshield. It is possible that it grew when I heard the sound my engine was making
As I look back on this week, I am tired. Several of my students said they love me. I told them I love each of them individually, as a group, they drive me crazy.
I may be able to make more sense tomorrow.
The cat wants me to stop typing now.