I have a cold. But I hate saying this; it sounds so harmless, like it's not a big deal. My head feels like it's going to explode, my face hurts, I had a fever the other night, my throat hurts, and I feel like I'm going to pass out. Doesn't that sound worse than just a cold?
I actually called in sick yesterday, which I was not happy about. First of all, my students can't subtract- I can't waste any time I have with them. Second of all, I hate taking a sick day because I'm sick. Usually I use them for mental health days. I end up staying home and cleaning and grading papers. Yesterday I graded like, 5 papers and that was it.
But the weekend has not been a total waste. Faye and I went to the Garfield Park Conservatory today, which was gorgeous. And Sarah might come over tonight to watch the new Pride and Prejudice with me. Tomorrow I'd really like to go to the Sandwich Fair, but first of all, I can't afford the gas money to go all the way out there, and second of all, I don't know if I could handle it. But I'll be so sad if I miss it! The Sandwich Fair makes me think about what it would be like to live in the country. Lately I've been thinking I might want to be a country girl. Certain people have insisted that I am a city girl and could never be anything else. But I really think I could do it. Whitewater rafting was so fun; it made me think about how great it would be to move to Colorado. My life would be like Jennifer Garner's in Catch and Release. I think Tennessee would be great, too- mountains and country music. I have this fantasy of being this outdoors girl and going hiking and biking all the time and being all thin and gorgeous. I also have this fantasy of teaching in Brazil- learning how to salsa and going to the beach and helping all the kids who live in the slums of Rio.
I have this other favorite fantasy that dates all the way back to high school- I live in Friendsville, Maryland (super cute and friendly small town) and I have this cute little house and I'm dating a fireman. And I'm out in my front yard planting flowers and some of my students ride by on their bikes, and they end up stopping by for cookies and lemonade.
I think I need to stop fantasizing and just pick a life and live it.
I actually called in sick yesterday, which I was not happy about. First of all, my students can't subtract- I can't waste any time I have with them. Second of all, I hate taking a sick day because I'm sick. Usually I use them for mental health days. I end up staying home and cleaning and grading papers. Yesterday I graded like, 5 papers and that was it.
But the weekend has not been a total waste. Faye and I went to the Garfield Park Conservatory today, which was gorgeous. And Sarah might come over tonight to watch the new Pride and Prejudice with me. Tomorrow I'd really like to go to the Sandwich Fair, but first of all, I can't afford the gas money to go all the way out there, and second of all, I don't know if I could handle it. But I'll be so sad if I miss it! The Sandwich Fair makes me think about what it would be like to live in the country. Lately I've been thinking I might want to be a country girl. Certain people have insisted that I am a city girl and could never be anything else. But I really think I could do it. Whitewater rafting was so fun; it made me think about how great it would be to move to Colorado. My life would be like Jennifer Garner's in Catch and Release. I think Tennessee would be great, too- mountains and country music. I have this fantasy of being this outdoors girl and going hiking and biking all the time and being all thin and gorgeous. I also have this fantasy of teaching in Brazil- learning how to salsa and going to the beach and helping all the kids who live in the slums of Rio.
I have this other favorite fantasy that dates all the way back to high school- I live in Friendsville, Maryland (super cute and friendly small town) and I have this cute little house and I'm dating a fireman. And I'm out in my front yard planting flowers and some of my students ride by on their bikes, and they end up stopping by for cookies and lemonade.
I think I need to stop fantasizing and just pick a life and live it.
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As for you being a country girl... I can actually totally see it. I mean, I think you do well in the city, but I can see you as really a small town girl deep down inside...