Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Back to Work: Still in the Honeymoon Phase

I'm trying to remember what #3 was the other day.  Work, cameos, and...what? 

I'll mention really quick that my first two days back to work have been pretty awesome.  Of course, it's been only two days. It's possible that my students are still sleep-walking lethargians trying to recover from being on the swing shift for the past three weeks, and thus too tired to engage in their normal antics.  But I'll take what I can get.  I have also been in an inexplicably good mood these last few days.  Even yesterday, when I was running on a few hours of sleep, I felt so upbeat.  Long story short: I'm happy. 

Wow, it's like being on break for three weeks slammed me right back into the honeymoon phase with my job.  It's almost nauseating.  In a few days, I'll be cringing at these words, rolling my eyes, and muttering "moron" at myself.

Off the work topic, my weekend was good. Thursday Becky and I went out to lunch. As usual, it was incredibly pleasant to relax with her over some greek salad and iced-tea, chatting about whatever.  Friday I went somewhere, but I don't remember where.  The end of break has been sort of a blur.  On Saturday I went out to Sizzler with Teri.  Sizzler's food is not the best, but I have a soft-spot for that place.  Shannon and I used to go there on our birthdays when we were kids, and we always brought along our best friends at the time, Sam and Jackie.  I still remember this one year, Sam grabbed a fortune cookie from the buffet (back when they actually had fortune cookies).  She didn't like her fortune, so she went back and grabbed another one.  She didn't like that fortune either, so she disappeared a third time.  This time, when she came back, she had an entire plate full of what must've been forty fortune cookies.  I remember I couldn't stop giggling as she tore through fortune after fortune, determined to get the "perfect" one.  Okay, I'm digressing majorly here.  I think I must get long-winded when I'm tired.  Or sometimes I get long-winded just because I'm long-winded.  What was I talking about again?  Oh yeah.  After lunch with Teri on Saturday, I visited with Julie for a couple of hours, which I loved.  I always feel so comfortable and safe with Jewls. 

I remember what #3 was!  I was curious if an artist should ever compromise their own tastes/style for the sake of selling a piece.  Two days ago I had my reasons for pondering that issue, but I'll have to explain later when I'm feeling more energetic.  I'm losing steam with writing tonight.