Evening, couch.

I am home from CVS and caught up on the couch. I didn't feel like cooking when I got home and I already had fast food last night, so I just ate some peanuts before logging on. Protein.

I also ate a couple chocolate covered cherries. The best kind (in my opinion)...liquid center and dark chocolate. I'm not a fan of milk chocolate and creamy centers.

I applied for 6th grade position at a local elementary school today. Now to wait and see if I can get an interview. Keeping my fingers crossed. If I worked at an elem. school I would get out of work earlier and be able to make it to CVS earlier. I would have to wake up earlier too, but that wouldn't be that bad...just take some adjustment time.

Friday is the Winter Festival at school. I am running the hot cocoa table/station. Hopefully, the kids will be calm near the hot beverages.

I am supposed to have my homebound student tomorrow, but I may need to cancel on them...I got an email earlier tonight that there is a finalizing plans for the winter festival meeting tomorrow after school. Hey, they cancel on me quite often...I'm entitled to cancel on them too if something comes up. Tomorrow was just some of the make-up hours he is owed from before I was his teacher anyways.

I have T on Thursday...no clue what will surface this session. Maybe my college delusions and early teaching jobs before I started to see a psychiatrist. Or even my childhood hallucinations...which I attribute more to an active imagination based on overly religious beliefs that were ingrained into me by my mother. I remember honestly believing I saw demons and angels attached to people and sometimes fighting wars against each other. I remember telling my mom these things when I was a kid and her getting excited and telling me that I was dedicated to God if he let me see those things. Hmmm...I guess that is (as T would put it) another "wack-a-doodle" trait of my mother.

Wow, the garbage I was put through and exposed to as a child/teen.

Maybe this is why I have difficulty forming any type of friendship or relationship with anyone. Hermit Squirrel it is. Or shall I say Hermit Squirrel the Nomad (with how often I move).

Well, I should be getting to bed...it is almost midnight here. Night, couch.