Uhhhhh...Hmmmm....Okay

I have discovered the value of a stuffed up head today. I had a teacher work day today where I actually got a lot of work done even with my son watching movies, coworkers coming by to visit, and alarms not working properly. I was actually able to get stuff done, though, because my head was so stuffed up that I couldn't hear the movies or the coworkers. I was, so to speak, lost inside myself today. Of course, the work I got done didn't involve a lot of thinking, but I was able to get it done, which was an awesome accomplishment for me because it was the tedious stuff that my over-active brain normally wouldn't have allowed me to get done if it had actually been working in overdrive as it almost always is.

I got home tonight and really just wanted to sit down and relax and act like broccoli (sp?). I didn't even have the energy to make dinner, so we ended up eating at one of those fine establishments of food rapido (fast food). As soon as I sat in the chair and closed my eyes, I got a phone call on my cell phone. The funny thing about that was that my son and I were just talking (15 minutes earlier) about the fact that I think my cell phone had been shut off. Anyway, it was a friend of mine from Portland, calling me out of the blue while riding on the Max in Portland. It was really awesome to talk to her because I had been planning on calling her the night before but when I thought of it, it was too late. As soon as I hung up with her, I got a call from my son's mom who wanted to say goodnight to him since she was going out of town this weekend. I still wasn't able to get the break I needed....ugh! Anyway, it was just one of those days, so I half expected the sky to start falling or something because it simply wouldn't have been the expected thing to happen (I'm learning to expect the unexpected).

I guess the point of my ramblings tonight is that even on a day when my head was clouded, it didn't mean that life had to be miserable or anything like that. My plans are constantly in flux, and to be honest, I think I actually like it that way. Life never gets boring if it's always changing. Does it always make sense? Oh, man, absolutely not. However, I hope that if someone is reading this on a "bad" day for them that they can stop for a minute and relish the thought, mustard the strength, and ketchup on what is happening with an old friend. Life's too short to worry about the small stuff. Rock On!!!!

David