Today wasn't exactly stellar, but not all that bad. I needed a laugh this morning and found one in the several YouTube videos I added to my favorites simply because they make me laugh. Might seem a little weird, but you do what you do. And that's what I do. My YouTube history is mostly cats and baby birds. Not even ashamed. Oh, and Qoo advertisements.
I took a nap earlier and woke up with the cat climbing around on the bed and trying to look out the window (conveniently located right near my pillow). As it turns out, she sees all these little squirrels and will press her forehead against the window and meow loudly when one comes close. It's freaking adorable, but not when she's stepping on my head while I'm trying to sleep. So, I got up and listened to music while I ate a sandwich and tried to write. Mostly Conway Twitty and Old Crow Medicine Show. I'm sure there's worse things to be done.
I brought my Tumblr back, too. I needed a place to dump all of the amusing and weird pictures and videos I find, instead of flooding my Facebook wall with them. It's called J's Little Closet.
Well, back to writing.
I think it was wonderful and brave of you to pack up and move. Too many of my former students are so stuck in Anderson County--physically,mentally, and emotionally--that I fear for their growth. They will be the ones at the AC football games 20 years from now cheering on their children and grandchildren and encouraging them to STAY PUT. They are the ones who fight hard against any information that might shake up their world; their philosophy seems to be, "Don't give me any new data; I already know EVERYTHING about EVERYTHING and don't want to think about it anymore!" Kind of like getting a tattoo of the brain in the belief that nothing about you or what you think will ever change.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you're not like that--even though change is difficult, it's also inspiring. I'm proud of you!
That means so much to me! Thank you! :) And I agree with you about the whole "staying put" thing. Oddly enough, the most realistic choice was to move. I have no regrets, though! And I'm sorry I didn't comment back sooner. :P
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