Carolyne homeschools her three children and is my drinking buddy from when we met a few years ago. As we surfed teacher resource websites last night, we drank diet coke and ate chocolate. I showed her some of the books I've bought since I've been back and shared with her some of the things I will be doing/using in my classroom this year. She gave me back 50 of my books that I'd given her before I went to the States, including one of my favourites, "Ella Minnow Pea". We finally went to bed in the wee hours of the morning and got up less than 8 hours later.
On the way back, as we passed the fitness centre, I decided to drop in and ask about the swimming pool and zumba classes. I thought I'd just have to walk up to the desk, ask the questions and come away informed. I was wrong. While Carolyne sat in the foyer, I signed a form and went and sat at a table with 2 chairs, waiting for someone to come and consult with me. The young man asked me questions and took me on a tour, showing me the zumba room and the swimming pool, asking me what I hoped to achieve by swimming there etc etc. We sat down again and he took out the price list while I politely stifled my horror at the price for just wanting to swim there on the way home from work. He wanted me to sign on the dotted line right there and then and I said I'd need to think about it. His patronising response was, "What is there to think about, Carolanne?
He's lucky that I am so demure and gently responded with, "I need to decide if I am willing to be that committed." He then wanted to sign me up with a 'wait for 7 days' deal and I reminded him that I had only come in to look around and had no intention of signing up today. As I walked home with Carolyne, my mind kept coming back to that stupid question, "What is there to think about, Carolanne?"
If only you knew!
We hopped in the car and went to the main stretch of shops and I stopped in at the cash converter place to tell them that the former resident had left (skipped) town and won't be coming back in to pay her loan. He apologised for the inconvenience of me receiving her mail and fixed it up on the computer. I don't know how many bills I have 'returned to sender' and also had a debt collections letter asking me for information about her.
Just after Carolyne left, I talked with my good friend Gerda and we discussed my day, my blog, my journey of grief. I admitted to her that I do enjoy moving forward and I am definitely looking forward to the school year, especially as I focus more and more on my new class and I know I will have fun teaching. I always do. I am happy with my progress but at the same time, there is always the thought that I wish Dave was here so I could share it with him. I miss him a lot and I have really come to understand that Dave is a part of me and a part of who I am. My love for him and our relationship affects who I am and what I do and don't do. And quite frankly, I am thankful for that.
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