I sit here writing with my foot soaking in a foot bath of
acid water. Now before you freak out
thinking I have immersed my foot in a vat of acid, let me clarify. My father has recently taken on a project
that involves producing something to do with electrically charged alkaline
water which apparently creates a natural acid “waste” water that is good for
various skin conditions (I don’t understand it, but that is what he said). Now, I knew this acid water was supposed to
be good for plants, but I must admit I hesitated at the thought of exposing my
skin to such a controversial substance.
Nevertheless, after stepping on a bumblebee (suppose I should be grateful
that my only price for careless footing was a swollen foot but the bee gave his
life) followed by shoving my foot into a shoe and traipsing all over the
university campus, which led without break to walking my neighborhood with my
young son looking for his missing scooter - I acquiesced. Ahhh, relief.
Now, if I could just shut my mind off for a bit about the
woman my step mom is helping that had to have hip surgery (geez, what is a
little bee sting?) and has no family except her dog…
Oh, and then I am supposed to figure out a costume for “Disney
Dress Up Day” at my son’s school. Who is
really considered “Disney”? Does that
include “Disney Pixar”? Does Scooby Doo
count, and if so, how do you create a last minute outfit that resembles Scooby
Doo, with no budget for this and that will withstand the jungle gym?
While I am considering these deep thoughts (said
sarcastically) I am wondering if I am going to survive my last two semesters at San
Jose State University. I am often up until three in the morning drinking copious
amounts of coffee trying to stay awake long enough to complete the latest round
of written assignments, emailing my single 20 -something project partners in a desperate
attempt to get them to do their fair share of the work, while alternating between
reading with one eye and closing the other to let it rest because my eyes are
so tired that I can’t see the computer screen anymore. And it never fails, the
next morning I have to give a presentation in front of people looking like something
the cat dragged in.
On and on…keep the kid’s drawers stocked with clean clothes
(okay, so I am frequently sifting through laundry baskets for something that
resembles clean), make his lunch for school, help with his “sandwich book
report” (resembles one of those double sided advertising signs designed to be
worn by a person) which, it just so happens, is due on the same day as my 10 page
research report.
The insurance bill is overdue, not because I don’t have the
money, but I just keep brain fading on it..
Now my laptop battery is draining. And i’ll be damned if I am
going to get up, climb the stairs and recharge it to complete this blog post.
Anyone identify?
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