|The Cat is celebrating her freedom to sleep|
on top of the fridge (freezer, actually).
I'm not thinking about how I might have missed the opportunity to submit an application for a job opening at one of the school districts where I did student teaching. (Here's hoping the way I submitted it will still get their attention and convince them to ignore the deadline.)
I'm not thinking about how I have to face all the nightmare camp registration stuff (and eventual, inevitable cancellations and shuffling around) when I go back to school tomorrow.
And I'm definitely not thinking about how I sort of hurriedly babbled (through a screened window, no less) hello to the (disarmingly funny/cute) son of a certain lady you might recall who put me on the phone with him previously. . . if you read my other blog.
Nope! Gonna go eat lunch, put on some music--and probably the air conditioning--and do the summer/winter wardrobe switch.