My posting hasn't been as regular lately. My cast came off last Tuesday, and while I'm supposed to where my boot, I haven't worn it since the day after I got it. Scott grumbles about a waste of a $40 boot, and I grumble about being asked to where the dumb thing in the first place. I was told to "wean" myself off my crutches until my strength came back enough to support my leg. Little did my doctor know that I had been walking on my casted leg for a little over two weeks prior to the "coming off" date. Obviously he didn't notice the hole in the heal of the cast. I was grateful when he viewed the x-ray and declared my leg had healed "perfectly." Scott rolled his eyes as the doctor said "perfectly" because once again I got away with not following the rules.
Anyhow, all that said, I have been enjoying every moment with it off. The very next day I cleaned out the garage. I've cleaned out linen closets, bathroom cabinets, and Emily's bedroom which once again could have used a backhoe. We've been to the beach, the pool, and to town more times than I can think. I've been moving in to my classroom, and cherishing time with the kids during these last few days.
I officially start back to work next Thursday. Depending on the moment, my response to returning to work is either complete excitement, or breaking down in to tears. I have no control over which way the pendulum of emotions will swing at any given time. All I can say is that my heart breaks at the thought of leaving my babes, but my heart also longs to return to the job I love. Ih never thought it possible to want two things.
Finally, my last random thought for today is about our last minute trip to the Zesto in Chapin for ice cream cones. I often reflect on the things I remember most about my childhood, and I wonder what Emily will remember and cherish about her childhood. I would like to think that our impromptu trips to Zesto for a chocolate dipped cone will be among those remembered things. I love to see the look on her face when, after the dinner dishes are done, Scott or I will say, "I think we need an ice cream from Zestos." Definitely a sweet spot in my day today.
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I think it is those impromptu things I remember most - my Dad coming home one morning in summer and announcing we were heading to Santa Cruz for the day, when my grandfather would stop by with See's candy because he was thinking about us, or the time we secretly packed my brother's clothes and didn't tell them we were going to Disneyland until we were in Bakersfield. I am always a huge fan of tradition, but I those big and little surprised are just as important and perhaps even more memorable.
AH! That makes me remember the time my parents brought us to JM's Cafe for strawberry waffles, and while my dad was reading the cover of the newspaper about Critov's umbrellas he said, "Let's go check this out!" Once we'd seen those, they took us a little bit further and pulled into Magic Mountain. Of course they had all this planned, but Mindy and I didn't know a thing. What a fabulous memory!
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