And each little piece filled my heart full.
I woke up at 4 am on Tuesday with a panic attack.
Not the best start.
But it ended up being a very good day.
Even though I worked twelve hours.
I got a call from the male-whom-I-am-fond-of.
I missed it, but luckily was able to call him back. \
God blessed me with twenty people to belay train.
Which is way better than last week... which I had 0.
I got to teach dance.
It was a good day.
Wednesday was even better.
I will tell about Wednesday last.
Today (Thursday) was really good too.
I have gotten to sleep in for two days in a row.
Which has been GLORIOUS!
Oh and I got to see my Mary Cat today.
Which is always exciting.
At work I had my favorite camp this week.
The belayers (OHMYGOSHTHISLIGHTENINGISGORGEOUS)
The belayers are my favorite. They are friendly and kind and just plain fun to be with.
I was talking to this older lady today who reminds me of one of my former professors.
She was asking about my major and when I told her that I graduated she asked about my job I told her I was a fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth grade science, spanish, and typing teacher. She laughed and goes, "Of course you are, you multi-tasker you."
I had been fluttering about and multi-tasking at the rockwall.
I hate sitting still.
Then there is this bald guy.
He looks Hawaiian, and he is so funny.
He was my favorite last year too.
Anyways I was getting sassy and so he did a hair flip, except he has no hair.
Then he goes, "OH WAIT! I DO HAVE HAIR!" So he flips his goatee/beard at me.
It became a thing.
The lightning is bounding across the sky as thunder rolls its velvety sound through the heavens. The heaviness of the air is just laden with the moisture of rain, and the longing to begin. A wish of washing away the old and dust of today. Even the wind begins to whisper the start of something majestic as the leaves dance with anticipation. The air is charged with the excitement of the storm that is rolling in. It is going to be a beauty.
It is going to be a beautiful storm.
AND OH GOODNESS THERE IS A SMART CAR!
He came by.
Who, you ask?
That is who.
And that was a close burst of lightning.
Sorry a bit squirrelly at the moment.
It's this storm.
I am excited and really want to go for a walk.
Wednesday. Gosh. I am so sorry you guys.
He stopped by for a few minutes.
Before he came over, I told my roommate he was coming over.
She was all like, "Kiss him."
There was one night, we almost kissed.
Like I mean... really really close to kissing.
And since then I have been working up the courage to just do it.
So Sara was all, "Kiss him"
I couldn't do it.
As I was talking to him the world shifted the way it does.
It seems right to be near him.
I put my hands on his shoulders to make a point and...
There is always this rush of electricity.
But I couldn't do it.
He did hug me very tight.
The thing about his hugs is...
It feels like he is hugging me for the first and last time.
And he squeezes any broken pieces back together.
I feel safe in his arms and I never want to leave.
I was walking down the stairs anyways...
But.. like, I should have run to his car and been really smooth and just been like, "I forgot something!" and kissed him through the window.
But I am not smooth.
I am chicken.
And I didn't do it.
I am a firm believer in the guy kissing the girl.
I finally told my mom we almost kissed.
"I love how you tell me this and expect me to be calm... Besides.. I don't know whether to be more upset about you to almost kissing or the fact that there is an almost in there and you didn't just kiss him!"
That is my mother.
She secretly likes him.
But she is also mama bear.
It's been a good week and now it is raining so I moved inside.
And by raining I mean...
The water is moving horizontally and ferociously.
Have a beautiful evening my darlings.