Like Flicking A Switch

Some days you are a rock star.  Others, you couldn't catch a break with a ten wide foot net and a professional guide to assist you in the process.  That's just the way it goes.

After yesterday's wild flailing with that metaphorical net and the less-than-helpful suggestions of the native guide, I feared that my rock star moment was not going to be coming any time soon.  I just couldn't seem to lure a break into my sphere, let alone snag one.

Today, however, the spotlight shone upon me and the breaks came my way.  Sure, there were hitches and glitches.  Who is ever going to have a perfect day, after all?  A few of the lesson plans failed miserably (causing quite the bout of grumpiness from my Less Than Cheerful Teaching Assistants) and I won't claim that the students were all completely on their best behavior.  

The kids who were working with me for much of the day were, though.  And the LTCTAs, are walking much more delicately around me these days since I've had to play the role of The Very Serious Boss Who Will Not Be Taken Lightly.  (this is not a role I play well, for the record...but you do what you have to when you are working with the Less Than Cheerful types.)  I received a note from a parent of a former student praising my abilities to a degree beyond which I really feel I deserve, but was thrilled to receive anyway.  She also asked if I might help out a friend of hers with some of her child-rearing issues.  The vote of confidence was a real pick-me-up.

The school secretary confirmed for me that no one else really has a grip on the schedule these days so I don't feel like the only one in the building who is utterly flummoxed when asked what day of the week it is.  The Amazing And Astounding Custodian found two ceiling tiles to replace the ones that fell down in one of my classrooms and she even figured out how to get the covers back on the light fixtures before they fell on my head.  (Although that was something of a downer because I was looking forward to the Workers Compensation benefits...)

The grocery store had an open line just waiting for me this afternoon and even saw fit to have one of my favorite sandwiches waiting in the deli.  I fairly flew through the aisles as if wings had sprouted from my ankles and was home in time to do the shorter weight training routine I've been promising myself to do every Thursday.  

That means I get ice cream tonight.  

I'm thinking that a good day is a good thing.  It's probably not something to take for granted.  It would be easy to get all cocky and start thinking of myself as bullet proof.  I'm not going to push my luck.  The Stupid, Lopsided Tam should probably just sit in the knitting basket for the time being.  I realize that there is really no logical reason behind this decision.  There is not much else that can go wrong with a Stupid Lopsided Tam.  But whenever I start thinking that nothing else can go wrong, something else generally goes wrong and I don't happen to know where the fire extinguisher is at the moment.  We'll just let it rest for tonight and enjoy the ice cream.

Not everyone had such a stellar day, though.  A certain Absurdly Gi-normous Kitty thought it might be nice to grab a little piece of the sill near the only open window in the place.  You can't blame him.  Who wouldn't want to enjoy a little bit of the last few wafts of fresh air before we close things up for the winter?

Sadly, it was not meant to be.  A rather disgruntled Big, Fluffy Kitty made it clear with but one haughty look that she was not really looking for company at that particular moment.

He beat a hasty retreat.  

And wisely decided to enjoy the view from the recliner instead.

Hope your day was of the Rock Star variety and that tomorrow really is Friday.  I'm pretty sure it is.  But, I've been struggling with the schedule all week long so you probably don't want to go by me.

I'm not going to work the day after tomorrow either way, though.  I think I've put in enough time for this week.

SA