The "dreaded letter" came today. That's the letter from the school district that says when we have to be back to work: Wed, Aug. 26th. Ugh. We're having an in-service that day. I kid you not, it is going to be a meeting about how to have meetings. If you figure that one out, let me know.
(Inside my head I just have to keep saying to myself, "I'm grateful to have a job, I'm grateful to have a job....)
Like last week, there isn't much on tap for these last few days of my vacation. I wanted to go away for a couple of days to someplace local, like Santa Barbara or someplace, but it just didn't pan out. So I'll just have to create my own activities. That is one of the downsides of being a single person who lives alone.
I did, however, come up with a really great reason to live alone (besides total control of the remote, that's a given.) When you live alone there is no reason to have piles of clothes laying around the house. Why? I'm glad you asked. Because, if you don't feel like folding them, you just leave them in the washer or dryer. There's no one waiting for the machines, so there you go. No piles.
Kidding, I'm kidding. I don't do that. OK, mostly I don't do that.
I realized that this morning while doing laundry and thinking about how to spend the day. I decided to go and see The Proposal, with Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynolds. I'm not going to do a big review on it, because it was a predictable romantic comedy. Better than some, not as good as others, but cute to see once. A cute date movie or chick flick.
While waiting for the movie to start, I went into Border bookstore and browsed around. I'm ashamed of the lack of reading I have done this summer. Usually summer is my reading time and I get through 2-3 books, but this summer I haven't done any. So I bought a book called Belong to Me, that looked pretty good and I'm going set myself a reading schedule so that I'm done by this Saturday. Then I'll have read at least one book this summer. That's my goal. 390 pages divided by 6 days equals 65 pages a day. I can do that. Like I said--not a lot on tap this week.
After the movie I stopped at Trader Joe's on the way home. Two guys had set up a booth protesting Obama's health care proposal. In front of their stand was a big picture of Obama with a little square mustache to make him look like Adolf, the big baddie. I didn't think that was cool. And this morning one of my friends posted on Facebook that someone defaced the Obama sticker she has on her car. Again, not cool. I don't know enough about the new health care proposal to judge, but I do know that it is probably too early to do so. So I will save an opinion until I know more. I do know that health care would not have improved with McCain, so, regardless, I still wouldn't have changed my vote. Everything is too new, and Bush left behind a bucket of problems for Obama to mop up. I'm going to be patient.
Inside Trader Joe's I found some lovely sunflowers that I couldn't resist buying and putting on my kitchen table. They were potted, but I cut them and put them into a vase. Sunflowers and daisies--you can't look at them and not feel a little brighter. Here are 2 pictures--one regular and one after I was playing around with the camera settings.
OK, those are my musings. I guess I better get to reading my 65 pages for today!
I'm going on a trip! Thursday to Saturday. Yay! I need another little getaway. Don't know where I'm going yet, though. TBA...