Change

For some reason I have a hard time with change...even if it is good change. That creates a problem when it seems that everything is changing.

Change in location. We bought a house. Weird. I don't feel like I am grown-up enough to own a house (maybe I will be in 30 years when we actually own it, hehe). I was so sad when we moved out of the apartment; the same apartment that literally made me crazy because it was so tiny.(?) We are now in a house and I feel like I am constantly "playing house". I would post pictures but I haven't taken any, in fact, I don't even know where my camera is in this mess. My favorite part about the house? the garage. Now Bryan can put all of his tools in there and I can reclaim the closets.

Change in job. Bryan got a smokin' internship with the city of Mesa Engineering Department. That is something to brag about considering the economy and lack of engineering internships. I wish he was home more but it pays a little and helps a lot with a future job because it is what he wants to do when he graduates. He comes home everyday and gives me an update of all the city construction projects. Kinda fun to know what is going on.

Change can be good...it just takes some time to get used to it.

Say it ain't so

This morning I went to Walmart. And cried. Yes that was me in the shampoo isle silently wiping away tears as they were running down my face. Why? They have replaced the 4^th of July seasonal stuff with school supplies. School supplies!! Where has summer gone? In less than a month school will be in full swing. I will be again putting in 14 hour days with teaching and football and volleyball games. I will be making seating charts, grading papers, breaking up fights in the bathroom, and taping ankles. I am not complaining. I love my job and am very lucky to be able to take the summers off. The problem is that I love summer more. So brace yourself when you go shopping. Some will celebrate when they see the school stuff (all the mothers out there), some will not even notice, and some will totally lose it (like me).

Just a hint: a big chocolate candy bar will make it feel a little better!

But I wanted surgery too

My sister Lacey came to Mesa for a vacation and her appendix exploded (talk about a horrible vacation). She has been in the hospital recovering from the surgery for about a week. A teacher that I teach with got a new femur, knee, and partial tibia yesterday. She had bone cancer a few years ago and her bones were not healthy due to all the radiation.

However, no surgery for me. I have multiple dents in my cartilage and humerus bone. My labrum (cartilage kinda like the meniscus in the knee but it's in the shoulder) is torn and frayed. The doctor wants to see how it reacts to physical therapy before he will go in and fix it. I am bummed. I want him to go in and snip it, clip it, shave it, tighten it, stitch it, whatever just FIX IT! So please Mr. or Mrs. Therapist I need a miracle worker.