Affliction comes to us, not to make us sad but sober; not to make us sorry but wise.
H. G. Wells
teenagers are hard to deal with. i know this is a fact of life, but it doesn’t seem to change the reality that even if you’re aware of this fact, it’s still surprising somehow when you approach one, or a bunch of them, and realize you’ve just run your entire intellect and being into a giant brick wall of hormones and attitude. i’m glad it can still surprise me though, because if i always remembered just how obnoxious it can be, i’d probably not enjoy walking in the door at work…ever. i do, though. most of the time.
this week at work there have been games of broom hockey in the living room with trashcans
i finally convinced the kid who doesn’t like reading books i suggest to start ender’s game, and he admitted two chapters in that he likes it so far
one boy was nicknamed sir twinkleface and i laughed excessively at his kid brother who answer the phone hilariously thinking i was his older brother and not an adult.
i’m feeling a bit fractured lately, and definitely not as articulate as i would like to be, but it’s winter break and rather than having a break, i’m working mad overtime since we’re understaffed…so i think that’s allowed.
i love my wednesday night group with lake house and all the things they do for the people in ybor/tampa – my pals benjie and angie are getting married in january and i’ve been asked to make their wedding cake which is kinda fun and exciting. the bipolar weather in tampa is getting on my nerves, because i always seem to miss the warm and perfect biking days, but things are beautiful and going wonderfully. straight A’s for my last term was good (and unexpected) news, and i love having a memory foam mattress again. God loves me so much, it’s great.
i hope your life is even half as wonderful as mine is right now 🙂