Normally, on a nice, unseasonably warm October day I’d have
much rather been outside after school; hanging out with Rowen; and biking or
playing at the park. Today I was just
glad that I needed to do a work night to make up for needing the night off
tomorrow for Mom and Dad’s second anniversary party.
It was an especially weird day at school. From what we heard today from the girl chats
going on around us, Vanessa is quite sure that she’s all but locked up Michael
as her boyfriend thanks to her bold birthday surprise. I didn’t need to get close enough to Michael
to know how he was feeling about that, but then we sit next to each other now
in music class; brush arms occasionally while we’re attempting to play our
saxophones; and the brief contact was enough to confirm that he wasn’t happy
about things with Vanessa at all – and had no idea of how to deal with the
problem.
Wow, does that sound familiar. I should probably be afraid...very afraid.
At least I didn’t have to wear cologne, or perfume, to
school to avoid offending the gift-giver.
Dealing with the attention both from her and his buddies because he did
was even worse for Michael. I’d have
liked to help him, but there really was no way for me to do that – especially
considering what I found out on Saturday morning. By lunchtime, I’d had enough of the unending
daytime soap opera that I’m apparently going to be immersed in for the next
three or four years; so Rowen and I ate quickly and then went to hide in the
music room and have an extra practice.
From what I picked up during our afternoon classes, Michael wished he
could escape too, but didn’t.
Moving along, I was glad to miss out on what’s been our
usual Monday afternoon visit and football watching time at the park; though
Ethan and Ehlana talked Mom into going for a little walk so they could still go
there. That worked out for me too, since
it gave me nearly an hour on my own to just concentrate on work. I stopped to help Mom with making dinner, and
then we had Uncle Adam and Aunt Leanne over for our weekly Magi Healing lesson.
I went back to work again in the office after Uncle Adam and
Aunt Leanne went home, and after putting Ethan and Ehlana to bed, Mom and Dad
worked there too until a bit after eleven o’clock. We all went up to our rooms then, but I’ve
been working in the archives and chatting in Portuguese since climbing into bed
with Mandy. By the way, my adorable
kitty has been offering her two cents worth on what I should do about Michael,
but I haven’t written about that because cats apparently have a very different
idea about how to deal with potential mates – her term, not mine. While I wasn’t interested in following her
advice, she did point out that I was lucky to have picked her instead of a dog;
or I’d have been getting advice that included butt-sniffing and other extreme
grossness. I’ll give her that point.
Well, that’s quite a thought to have in mind right before
going to bed – not! I’d say it’s time to
finish this, and find something else to do until I’m tired enough to sleep.
Say ‘goodnight, Cassie’.
“Goodnight, Cassie.”
