Light me with your candle
Watch the flames grow high
It doesn't hurt to try
She spends two hours on a sunday
choosing the plants and flowers from the store.
She whistles as she places them firmly in their new homes
and gives each a blessing of water before closing the door.
And I am left to watch them die
as she vanished and summer came.
** wake me up witb a call late at night **
Technically, I only have to go to work 6 more days this year.
I've still got 15 sick days and there are only 21 days of school left.
So... anyone want to go on a road trip?
Yesterday afternoon I was presented with an opportunity to go to Salinas, Santa Cruz, and Monterrey. After carefully considering my alternatives (bike ride in the wind, surf in the wind, reading, writing, eating) I decided that I couldn't rightly pass up the chance to endure the agony of a long car trip with no immediate purpose. Zach had a few errands to run, and the prospect of In n' Out in Salinas was more than enough to sway my opinion.
Although we started a half hour past schedule I was optimistic and had no idea what kind of mishaps and changes in schedule we were in store for within the next 400 miles. We had a timetable for the meetings and exchanges that were to take place and we were determined to stick to it even though we were late out the starting gate. Both of us are educated people and I should have anticipated this more than anyone really. We arrived at the tuxedo rental shop in the Salinas mall to find the place packed to the gills with high school boys and their moms. How I overlooked the upcoming prom season is beyond me. We were about resign ourselves to a couple hours in line with a mix of Salinas' finest contradictory t-shirts (my favorite was "this is my sit around the house and do absolutely nothing shirt") when Zach decided to talk the one employee into believeing that we had an appointment.
So with Salinas in our rearview we headed towards a meeting in Santa Cruz that lasted about 2 hours longer than it should have. Zach had some pants that belonged to a friend that came into town the week before. We went to drop them off and got suckered into making dinner, drinking a bit of wine, and trying to find an antique bottle in the attic of her house (I'm a collector). The only part of the trip that went as planned was the stop at Zach's sister's house in Monterrey. After getting lost in the back streets of Marina we finally made it back to 101 and started the long trip home.
I woke up this morning at 6:30 like usual. Strangely, I wasn't as exhausted as I would have expected after 4 hours of sleep.
After Saturday night I made a silent promise to myself that I would put work/school first until the end of the year. I mean, theres only 21 days left. The least I can do is make sure that I am as prepared as possible to show movies in my AP Stats class and play around with my Algebra 1 students for an hour or two each day. But... As the last few days have, once again, proved I am not focused on anything. I'll blow with the wind, wherever it goes. So, if you're bored, need someone to come by for dinner, look in your attic, drive across the state, county, or country with you, pick you up off the side of a dark highway at 11pm, go out, stay in... what I'm saying is that you may want to think about calling me.
choosing the plants and flowers from the store.
She whistles as she places them firmly in their new homes
and gives each a blessing of water before closing the door.
And I am left to watch them die
as she vanished and summer came.
** wake me up witb a call late at night **
Technically, I only have to go to work 6 more days this year.
I've still got 15 sick days and there are only 21 days of school left.
So... anyone want to go on a road trip?
Yesterday afternoon I was presented with an opportunity to go to Salinas, Santa Cruz, and Monterrey. After carefully considering my alternatives (bike ride in the wind, surf in the wind, reading, writing, eating) I decided that I couldn't rightly pass up the chance to endure the agony of a long car trip with no immediate purpose. Zach had a few errands to run, and the prospect of In n' Out in Salinas was more than enough to sway my opinion.
Although we started a half hour past schedule I was optimistic and had no idea what kind of mishaps and changes in schedule we were in store for within the next 400 miles. We had a timetable for the meetings and exchanges that were to take place and we were determined to stick to it even though we were late out the starting gate. Both of us are educated people and I should have anticipated this more than anyone really. We arrived at the tuxedo rental shop in the Salinas mall to find the place packed to the gills with high school boys and their moms. How I overlooked the upcoming prom season is beyond me. We were about resign ourselves to a couple hours in line with a mix of Salinas' finest contradictory t-shirts (my favorite was "this is my sit around the house and do absolutely nothing shirt") when Zach decided to talk the one employee into believeing that we had an appointment.
So with Salinas in our rearview we headed towards a meeting in Santa Cruz that lasted about 2 hours longer than it should have. Zach had some pants that belonged to a friend that came into town the week before. We went to drop them off and got suckered into making dinner, drinking a bit of wine, and trying to find an antique bottle in the attic of her house (I'm a collector). The only part of the trip that went as planned was the stop at Zach's sister's house in Monterrey. After getting lost in the back streets of Marina we finally made it back to 101 and started the long trip home.
I woke up this morning at 6:30 like usual. Strangely, I wasn't as exhausted as I would have expected after 4 hours of sleep.
After Saturday night I made a silent promise to myself that I would put work/school first until the end of the year. I mean, theres only 21 days left. The least I can do is make sure that I am as prepared as possible to show movies in my AP Stats class and play around with my Algebra 1 students for an hour or two each day. But... As the last few days have, once again, proved I am not focused on anything. I'll blow with the wind, wherever it goes. So, if you're bored, need someone to come by for dinner, look in your attic, drive across the state, county, or country with you, pick you up off the side of a dark highway at 11pm, go out, stay in... what I'm saying is that you may want to think about calling me.
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