current conditions

Now that we are done spending this month's mortgage payment on her, Ophelia seems like she is going to be fine after all.  I hope it isn't jinx-y to say so.  The ultrasound turned up nothing remarkable, and right after that she started eating again, satisfied, I suppose, that she has bled as much out of the stone as necessary to prove our love once again.  Facing the inevitability of her death (and everyone's) made it impossible for me to eat for awhile too.  But we have all returned, tentatively, to our dishes of kibble, hoping life will allow us to hang around a bit longer.


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My principal asked me to take on a block of Counselling in my schedule this year, after years of claiming it could not be done, it was a bad idea, and so forth.  What changed?  Who knows.  My principal is a woman who is extraordinarily decisive and directive, and equally extraordinarily poor at communicating reasons and collaborating.  She told me I had until Friday (today) to make the decision. Yesterday, when I logged into the computer system to look at which class would be replaced by Counselling, I saw that she had already deleted the class from my schedule and replaced it with the Counselling block.  Asking is never really asking with this one.  Fortunately I had decided to take it, so there was no need for a confrontation.


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RW tells me we are probably not going to Europe this year, and I was not really surprised by my own reaction.  Disappointment of course, but also relief.  There are difficulties associated with this tour, and I do not like leaving my husband with all the responsibilities that I must leave when I go.  Of course I love the trip (this year was supposed to be Portugal and Morocco) but the idea of having a couple of weeks at home during Spring Break is pretty wonderful too.


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Richard Simmons is always in shorts and a tank top, no matter the season.  I wonder if he gets cold?


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