Okay, I have been depressed over my homebound state long enough. Last Thursday, I decided to embrace sloth-hood. I tok my pain pill, decided against showering that day & lay on the couch guilt-free, watching old ER re-runs.
The phone rings...
It is my NEW principal.
"Why arent' you here?"
"Because I'm here"
"you didn't get my letter?"
"We are having a special education meeting,but I guess we can fill you in later"
"oh,no, give me 15 minutes & I will be there!"
So, with hair fluffed with instant spray & a long dress to hide my hairy legs,perfume to cover my unshowered funk & my brain slightly more fogged than usual, I stagger in 20 minutes late to make my first impression on the new staff.
my principal introduced me & said I was recovering from surgery.
I dont' know where she got that from. I had mentioned I was having back problems & I guess I looked rough enough she extrapolated from there.
I didn't disabuse anyone of that notion.
I even felt kinda post-op.
Everyone was nice.
Even with the inauspicious beginning,I think I'll like it there!
Hey,stuff happens...so does joy...no stress here!