single-minded/mother
once upon a time in 2007…
A run-down of a morning in my head:
9:39am: Oh shit Bella has parent-teacher conferences today, we didn’t sign up for a time, but they didn’t send a notification, well she didn’t have her backpack all week, I left it at Aunt Tuck’s house last weekend…but she had her binder and folders, aggghhhhh
Oh my god, her teacher is gonna kill me, she’s been late too many times this semester and now her slacker mom doesn’t have a conference time to attend …Don’t I have a test today in International Relations?…I wonder what I got on that presentation…who cares
This office lady at Bella’s school is really being kind of a C-U-N-T and she isn’t listening to a word I’m saying, apparent by her inability to reiterate anything I’ve just said to her. (sound of music lyrics and music)
High on a hill was a lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay HEE HOO
Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo
(I wish I knew the rest of the words so this wouldn’t keep repeating)
BRAIN FART PPPBPBLLHLHLTTTTTTT…that’s better, refocus…Shit, I forgot to send that email, , I guess I better do that now …email email email email blah blah blah blah …Please call me if you have any questions or concerns, Thank you, Cuquita Rangel… SEND somebody shove toothpicks under my fingernails.
I had some weird dreams last night, about bathtubs in livings rooms and TVs above the tubs…weird…I gotta start getting more sleep or I’m going to drift off into space and never be found. Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay HEE HOO
The breeze coming in through the window is really nice, too bad it’ll only last a day or two…the glass is half-empty
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I wonder if my paycheck will deposit before those checks go through…Do I have enough money for lunch today? Maybe I should pack my lunch, I could use Bella’s Bratz lunchbox, and look supa fly as I walk through campus…Will I succeed in my life, my career, my home, my goals, my children
Worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry
On the other hand I’m good at what I do, how I do, when I do, what I know, who I am, where I go…the glass is half full…
James and Bella were very cute this morning, I’m glad I could finally put up curtains in Bella’s room and got her that poster at the Flea Market, LA PULGA!!!! Roasted elotes, legs de guajolote, comida!!! Staring cowboys (mira la guerita), laughing children, cash only, Where the hell did that vendor get Kirby vacuum bags (who cares because I got for $10 what would usually cost $20) James is quiet in his stroller and we had plans to go the park to fly kites.
I’m so glad Shipe park is right by my house. Plucker’s was the natural and sensible chouse for dinner because it’s free, (I don’t have to feel bad because I ate grilled chicken instead of fried and chips instead of fries… Who am I kidding?
Bella and James had so much fun running in the open field even in the kites didn’t work so great because the wind refused to cooperate with me…doesn’t the wind know who I am?
I hope I can make it bellydancing class tonight…how am I gonna pay for a new class card?
We finally got a kite to fly. Around 6 o’clock, the wind picked up and the Winnie the Pooh kite from Dollar General flew high. Bella giggled and watched her achievement soar overhead…My cup runneth over…who needs parent-teacher conferences, anyway?
The church bells on campus just rang; it must be 11am…maybe I should get back to work…
