mail call

I got a weird letter in the mail at school today--inviting me to bid for a VISTA Volunteer. It has taken me several hours to figure out what the whole thing is about. And I'm still not sure I get it; but I think it's to have a volunteer come and work at school... helping out on some of the special projects I'm involved with. (yeah, I'm keeping the grammar police busy tonight) Then I got wondering what it would be like if I had an assistant. What would it be like to have someone do all my grunt work? Correct the routine papers, photocopy, stand in line for the phone... all the mundane and tedious things that prevent me from getting creative.

Yesterday, I had a NetFlix invitation in my inbox. How weird is that? I was just talking about maybe joining NetFlix and behold! it appears in my inbox--but at school?? What's up with that?

In today's mail I also received a very nice thank you card from A.D. for proctoring his calculus exam. He included a thank you gift card, which was very sweet and completely unexpected. I suspect the mom had something to do with that, but everyone all around seemed appreciative that I proctored. Hey, not skin off my nose, I had to give mid-term exams at that time anyhow.


Today started with a conversation about needing something fun to happen. I want something fun. But, what exactly is it I want? Sheesh, I can't figure out how I feel, can't think of what would be fun... I guess I'm moving into a new phase of recovery from my health crisis. (I gotta think of a better name for it.) I mean, the cut and color (darker, brighter red hair--my natural color from childhood) in an inverted, curly bob is good... but holy moly, what I noticed most is that I am huge. Hugely fat. I've GOT to start working on that--start working out and paying more attention to eating three meals a day and perhaps something from each of the food groups--not including chocolate, fries, and candy as three of the four groups.

There's always tomorrow. I need to think of something fun.

what if this is as good as it gets?