If you were to look into my house tonight (without being a total creeper, mind you), you know, like the giant on Mickey's Christmas Carol where he just opens the roof like it has a hinge, then you would see me eating a chocolate croissant in bed at 8:40 p.m. because I make my own rules. One of those rules is to not eat in my bed because...crumbs...but please refer back to the working title of this post and understand that I do what I want.
Speaking of that, today was a weird day. I've been trying to consciously not make a mess as I live my entire life out of my home without leaving (except to get the mail or make the occasional grocery/post office run) because I never know when someone is going to want to come look at this place...like tomorrow at 5:30. I got up super early today and was just messy.
Do you ever have those days? I legitimately could not stop making a mess. I have no idea why. It just kept happening. It was seriously annoying. And then I got on social media between meetings and discovered a meme that personifies several of my students but a couple specifically come to mind. I sent it along and then gleefully derived a new nickname from said meme for one of them. The unveiling went a little something like this:
Me: I have decided to re-nickname you and, before you disagree, you should know that it has already been voted on and passed unanimously...Kermit. I will also call you Kermie for short. With love, Dubs.
Kermit: I do not approve of this Dubs anything but Kermie.
I've burst out laughing each time I've thought about this and it only makes me love it more. This particular muppet (see what I did there) has had an issue with EVERY SINGLE NICKNAME I have tried as a working nickname. There have been three others so the ultimatum has been issued: Kermie or the OG "Mini-Benny."
I have a feeling Kermie's going to LOVE being green.
Today is usually my favorite day because it's the day all baseball players honor Jackie Robinson by wearing 42 on their backs as they play the greatest game ever. Unfortunately our current predicament ensures that ballfields all over the world are empty and so is a piece of my heart. One of my former kids (who knows how much I love this day) sent me a message saying, "Happy J.R. Day! Don't be too sad!" Too late, Pal.
This week seems exponentially long and I feel like, no matter what I do, I'm simply just trying to tread water...and I'm really bad at it. I'm actually not bad at treading water but this water is more oil-based and it's creepy. And probably filled with bird carcasses.
That took a dark turn really quickly.
In an attempt to entertain myself today I also created my own customized shampoo (purple, not green, despite my adoration for the green ones) and dubbed it "dubs." I'm ridiculously excited about this.
I've got so much to do and so little time before I move (my USAA app has a countdown to moving day and the extended tax day, which is also my birthday) so each time I log in to my USAA app for anything I get a banner with countdowns. Chill out, USAA. I don't need looming due dates. I'm not in school (right now). Speaking of...I need to figure out my classes for the summer and handle that.
Oh, good. Something else for my list.
Aubs
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