Rugby and Love might save my life

Last week I did some things that were good for me and some things I probably shouldn't have done. I will leave it to the reader to categorize my activities.

I was late. Alot.

I ate alot of M & Ms. Lots.

I still didn't clean my house. Lazy.

I walked up/down a small stadium of stairs without keeling over...then I went to the mall and shopped without whimpering.

I walked my dog through the rain, hail, snow, and sunshine of the week.

I managed to sleep two nights in row for about eight hours each night because I was in complete darkness without my diva of a dog barking at every little thing.

I somehow managed to fill a bathroom full of bubbles with just a squirt of shampoo. It was like an "I Love Lucy" episode.

I did three hours of homework instead of going out on Friday.

A tiny drunk girl bounced on my knee to a Flo-Rider song.

I stood on a floor sticky with beer and who knows what.....and listened to a DJ play practically every song from my prom while I was stone cold sober.

I shot rugby from the sidelines and within the first 30 seconds of the tape I got hit by a rugby ball and a rugby girl. The YouTube Video will be up soon. I still haven't gotten the knack. I felt alive but I also felt like I can't do my job. But it did feel strange running down the sidelines not thinking about what I was doing that day. I should have thought more and sent the student down to do it. But I needed to know. I needed to know I could do it. Now that I know that I might just put the camera down.

I changed a doctor's appointment because of a school commitment.

I missed meeting a student's wife because I am trying to cut my time at work down to eight hours a day. Student wasn't too happy with me....but this is the student who can never find me.

I got scared when someone got real with me.

I managed to leave the rest of my cupcake in someone else's fridge.

I didn't really get to talk to my family because I was so far behind on paperwork for work.

I got upset at a family member. again and again.

I was surprised by someone's kindness.

I downloaded a bunch of Stevie Nicks songs. I don't know why.

I also downloaded Care Bears on Fire, acoustic Snoop Dogg, amy ray, and some other weird stuff to listen too.

I was happy a student listened to me and did a great job!

I told my disruptive student they were going to have to go sit in a naughty chair if they kept disturbing the class.

I totally biffed the days I listen to the Sports Show on K92. Tuesday nights? Wednesday Nights? What night is that show?

I said something really embarrassing to a student. I hope they understand. I wasn't being sensitive. I didn't consider the alternatives.

I wrote mushy facebook messages to some people I just found on there.

I missed all of the drama and trauma of the spring concert. Who is that cruel, and insane to do something like that? What if someone got hurt because of that?

For some reason, I felt loved.

Maybe things can get better. I'll just have to try harder to get stronger.

Be good.