Life and Letters

This new project I’m on at work is stressful, but allows me to be the “type A”, masochistic personality I apparently thrive on. I’ve already worked six hours of overtime this week. Well, there is one thing I’m lacking. Wine. Okay, maybe also sleep, but they both sort of go hand-in-hand. So, before belly dance classes tonight I’ve decided I will grab a couple bottles. Did I mention we have one more week to learn our new choreography? We will be performing the first week in June. 🙂

I received an email this morning from the BEDA program and it contained the official letter for auxiliares. We will get our class group assignments next week. The letter contained information about our wage, what we will be doing in the program, and information about our insurance coverage. It looks like I have some studying to do. Is anyone familiar with UMAS-CASER?

In Search of Meteors

For the first time since I was a child, I stand near the water alone and look up into the sky. I am searching for signs of tonight’s Lyriad Shower, but see nothing. Too many clouds cover the sky. I find myself tuning in to my other senses and forgetting, for a moment, this past troubled month.

Why don’t I do this more often? Hmm…

Oh, right. I’m normally too tired, too busy, or too far away to enjoy this. I’m here now. I’m glad it is very dark outside so no one can see me in my bathrobe, clutching my wine glass. The only lights I see are on the water and belong to ships in the distance. I look up and see….clouds. I close my eyes and feel the breeze. They are calling for a storm tomorrow. The air smells like salt and grass. I feel strangely peaceful.