Trains

There are always busy, I mean crazy, days at the ole high school. They happen along once every 2-3 weeks. The stars must have all been lined up right because there were 5 days like that this week. Looking back, I missed 10/29 when I went to San Antonio to see my daughter play her last volleyball game, and I missed 10/30 at an all day training. Thusly, I was outta the office for 2 days straight. It's been my expience as an assistant principal, it takes you a week to catch up from missing a day. The highlight of my week had to be the kid with the vile of blood...sorry, no details provided.

Adding to the week was my ever precarious financial situation. X was supposed to put a check for 371 in the mail for me on 11/3. As of 11/7 it has not appeared. If it hadn't been for friends at school, I wouldn't have made it the week. I would have never made it to our playoff volleyball game in freakin' Bryan. I guess Waco, Dallas, El Paso were all booked. I am responsible for selling our old house as per the judge calling it spousal maintainence. Now, I thought that was for spousals that did not work. My X worked the past 6 years until she went crazy(er) and her doc made her stay home.

I was set up in Cleveland happy as a freaking clam 8 miles from my school. I had to move back to the house in September, because it hadn't sold. The expense of the mortgage, other house-related bills and the greatly increased gas bill is pulling me under. Just about the time I think I see the light at the end of the tunnel, it's just another train.

I really try my bestest to put my happyface on and think about how others have it worse, I could have it worse, don't feel sorry for yourself, stop bitching about things that are your own fault... I am so much better at teaching yutes about getting over all their issues, not so great about dealing with my own. Suppose that's why I'm in the stew I'm in. 

Well, if ya were wonderin' why I hadn't written, all that is sorta why.  Here's a question...if you were a bug and you knew that light would zap your ass dead...would you keep flying around it.  I am sitting here texting with someone on a weekend night.  They are very dear to me, yet ....how close do I fly.

Unconditionaly,
I Love you!
dave