SNOW DAY!!!

The phone rang at a cozy 5 am in the morning. As I prepared myself to spit the most offensive word combinations I know I was cut off by the sweet sound of a robot. This is your child's school...calling to notify you that due to inclement weather there will NO SCHOOL today!!!
Don't get me wrong. I love teaching and I love my classroom, but there is nothing quite like a Snow Day. Something about an unexpected call giving you permission to wear your pjs all day, catch up on laundry and watch a guilty pleasure movie, today I opt for Lord of the Rings.

However, as I stay locked away inside trying to avoid frigid temperatures, knee high snow and the inevitable humiliating fall I feel more single than ever. I am like a modern day Rupunzel. Locked away in a tower (also known as a lovely one bedroom apartment home) trapped from the world ( I can blame that on the river). So I wait. For the snow to melt and evaporate. However I don't mind a 2 day work week culminating with the marriage of my best friend...Don't worry I'll have plenty to say about that later, but until then I'll sit back and enjoy the winter wonderland.

and as the credits role

I usually try not to make 2 posts in one day, but i think this is relevant. While talking to a stranger/idiot and interesting concept got thrown around. In casual conversation he mentioned that, "girls just expect too much." Usually I would call this ridiculous and disregard the bone head who said it, but he might be onto something.

Are we programmed to expect too much?

Has growing up in a time where event the hooker gets a happy ending jaded us?

As I go through the list of reasons some one is not worthy of talking/ looking in my general direction am I using the same forced logic that makes me think I need to look pretty when I clean the house or remove a rib to make my body visually proportionate...I just don't know.

Sitting on the dock of the bay, wasting time...

It is officially 2011. This is my year. I have spent the last 2 years regrowing, rethinking and reestablishing myself. I am like a high functioning 2.0 version of the woman i once was. I still occasionally over think and underplan, but I am getting where I need to be. Sitting in my 1 bedroom apartment surrounded by nothing, but the sound of my own voice and the sounds I decide to surround myself with, I realize that my life is what I make it. Why pressure yourself about things that really don't matter. I have spent the last year spooked. So worried that my life would pass me by. I have spent the last year mad and scared, two things that I am not sure got me where I needed to be I'm over that. I had a revelation today that has given me quite a bit of power. This is who I am.

I have spent the last 6 years battling with the person that I am. I am wired differently. when I look at situation I can decide my plan of action in almost 2 minutes. I know what I want to do and I usually know the steps to get me there. I am impulsive, more than most people are willing to admit. I take risks, I follow my head...unlike most. I follow my logic. I have a plan...for almost everything the chaos comes from figuring out how to best meet my goals. It is my impulsive personaliy that makes me successful and it is my overthinking that gets me there. Maybe this is the year to stop thinking and to start living...in the moment. Wrapped up in being myself and finding happiness. I am committed to wrapping myself in happiness and letting the cards fall where they may. Wish me luck!