Enough already. I am ready for Spring and the beginning of things. Winter is monochromatic..gray scale. Every day I hope for just a tiny splash of color and brightness. Today Bill wore an orange tie-I know why. The other Principals made fun of him, as they laughed at their own bad jokes sitting there in their gray and tweedy suits and white shirts and ties that were equally monochromatic. And then in walks Bill with his orange tie with blue and green and white stripes. I know why he wore it.
It is February. And yesterday was Groundhog Day. It feels like the movie. Every day I wake up and it's the same day all over again-the same gray sky, the same english muffin, the same junk email, the same "Good morning" when I walk in the door at work.None of it is bad-it's just the same. I want it to be different-for just a day. To break things up in this long, oh so long winter.
You've heard of stay at home moms perhaps? Or maybe a stay at home dad? I have a stay at home daughter. Yep. I have a daughter who has decided, although subconsciously, to be a stay at home daughter. I guess she has no plans to go to work, or go to school, or prepare herself for a life of independence, because she is working very hard at sleeping until afternoon, and not working. I cannot fathom what the attraction is in just "staying at home," but I think i t is an interesting phenomenon. I wonder if it has anything to do with the oh so long winter. maybe she's really a bear and she's hibernating? Or maybe she's a groundhog and when she comes out from beneath the covers and she does not see her shadow, she just goes back to bed until Spring.
So...another 6 weeks of this gray scale, monochromatic, black and white silhouette of a landscape. I miss my blue sky, my green leaves, my green grass, the sailboats in the bay, and the sun reflecting off my shiny red truck. I am ready. I am now counting down.
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