Rachel's Daily Diary
 

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  Thursday
  15 November 2001

11 36 pm pst   [ all day ]

 

Today was conference day at school, so instead of working from 2:30-6:30, I was scheduled to work from 9-2. eM called and said she would be late because of a doctors appointment, so I actually worked 9-4.

 

I give myself extra time to drive to work in case I should stall the car and flood the engine, or encounter some other vehicular malady. Driving stick still petrifies me and I get frustrated because I can make the car move as smoothly as I would like it to.

 

I also woke up with a runny nose, which I felt coming on last night. Matthew had surprised me at work last night, so I left my car at work and he drove me home and then drove me back this morning. We were a bit rushed for time, but I managed to pack a huge lunch, and traffic was non-existant, so I got there early.

 

You know the expression feed a cold; starve a fever? Well, I more operate on the feed a cold; feed a fever; feed the flu; feed a runny nose; feed a healthy Rachel philosophy. At work I discovered that they were providing us with lunch, so I ate twice, and then went back for seconds.

 

Work was mellow. I went out in the sunshine with the kids. I kept tissues in my pocket and tried not to run around too much. I read to some of the little kids. It was lovely.

 

Yesterday, two of the kids had gotten in trouble. One left early, but Brian had been giving a 15-minute "time out" by Dee before she left. At first he though it was a game. He tried to mouth to the other kids. I made him face away from them. Then he got floppy on the bench and stated draping himself over it. I made him sit on his butt. Finally, he realized he wasn't going to have any fun. He started crying, and when he stopped I let him get up after ten minutes. He was fuming mad for the rest of the evening.

 

But today he had no grudge for me. He wanted to play the game he and his friend had taught me (formerly called Jewel Swords, they said they had moved on to Silver Swords and then to Masks). He even asked me to have lunch with him on some mountain, which turned out to be the play structure. So we ate together on a high platform and watched as other kids began milling over to swing and slide.

 

I love my job.

four years ago today: "Well, yesterday just wasn't my day. I was in a bad mood for such a long time. I really wanted to call Matthew because I knew that talking to him would cheer me up. But I didn't really feel comfortable doing that."

three years ago today: I didn't write because I was watching The Right Stuff for the first time.

two years ago today: "When I left the bar night before last, John was pretty insistent one hailing me a cab, despite my statement that I intended to walk (3 blocks) to Madison and take the bus. I am all for male chivalry, but sometimes enough is enough."

one year ago today: "'What's the big head?' We were walking back from lunch. I looked at Tim expectantly, but he didn't answer."

 

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