Este Semana

last sunday: awesome day! god decided that it was the first day of spring, so although we "lost" and hour of sleep, we gained an hour of sunlight. with this hour of light, addie and i went to roosevelt park and traded off swining, sliding, skating, and biking. i hadnt skated since the weather turned foul (about 4 months ago), and was excited to be back on my board. i skated well and decided that i would be getting back out every day after school when it was possible and the sun was shining.

monday: exhausted at work, but excited to begin my new unit with the kids. i had previously planned out a 6 week curriculum calendar with a colleague and was ready to begin. later that evening, i went skateboarding, and within a half hour, i set up, front-side 180 to 50-50 on a four foot ledge, three foot grind to front side half-cab out and down onto flat....... and landed with my board at about a 30 degree angle, rolling my ankle and tearing ligaments, fracturing my foot. i was not wearing my brace, and before i left the house i consciously considered putting it on, and didnt. now i am in traction for at least a month + physical therapy. this is a painful reminder that i must recognize that being fit and truly taking care of my body is of maximum importance.

tuesday: stayed home from work. felt sorry for myself. hid my bicycles under sleeping bags on the veranda. decided to quit skating for good. dark day.

wednesday: couldnt stand another day like tuesday, so i went to work and my kids took care of me; it was really very sweet of them and i felt in good spirits knowing that i would be drinking some jameson later that evening for st patty's, and finding out the next morning if i needed surgery or not for my foot. fingers crossing.

thursday: podiatrist said not only did i not need surgery, but the fracture was not severe and i would be able to skate within a month or two, and bicycle within 4-6 weeks. left office ecstatic.

friday: woke up with 6 text messages from and "ex". found out it was her, and was confused. it had been 9 months and she just got married a week before. clearly this person is emotionally and psychologically damaged, and i hope she seeks counseling for herself, her husband, and her substance abuse issues. back at work, the sub left a note that she had been stolen from. sigh. one of my students stole from a teacher. disheartening to say the least. reacquainted students with rules and consequences.

later in evening, kicked it with addie and made art!

saturday: feeling better, and was on computer most of the day, just writing and talking to friends. had an awesome conversation with my friend T about feminism, "ironic sexism", and roller derby. it was rad and its rare that i get to have conversations like that with someone who is passionate about their thoughts and feelings, but also willing to, at the very least, consider someone elses point of view. turns out we were in almost complete agreement.

a surprising, lovely, brutal week.