Anxiety. I slept all night in a vivid dream of trying to do research for a paper, and not knowing how to get it done. I woke up worried I was going to have to turn in the paper and wondering how the heck to get my hours in at work, Mike to school, etc. AND get that paper done.
I woke up in a total panic.
Then I remembered - I've been out of school more than 20 years. Finished my master's in 1990.
Maybe I was having a premonition of checking Mike's grades a few minutes ago and finding he has a 72 in Math. A 72!! That's two points away from failing. The grade report shows a bunch of assignments either have not been turned in or he has zeros in them. I told him he HAS to talk to his teacher and figure out a solution to that mess, or there will be a consequence here at home.
Please pray for him to get his butt in gear. This is his last week of school. He has A's and B's in everything else.
We were running errands last night after a very intense rainstorm late in the afternoon, and this is what we saw:
Michael said "Let's go to the end! We will get a lot of money!"
I wish it were that easy, son. I wish.
The rainbow did give me hope, though. Whenever I see a rainbow I feel happy and hopeful. Maybe that's a silly reaction, but that's how I feel.
There's an old song called "Look for the Rainbow" and I hear that in my head, too.
I woke up this morning and it was pouring rain. Great for the gardens, not so much for driving to school. I turned on the computer and clicked over to the Weather Channel site. I'd looked at the forecast last night and it said 30% chance of rain today. The screen said, "Rain will stop at 6:45." This was about 6:35. The rain was LOUD.I thought, how do they know what time the rain will stop? How silly.
At 6:46, I noticed the rain had stopped and the birds started singing. Another hopeful thing. OH-KAY.... So there's a psychic that works for the Weather Channel. Awesome.
What will the third thing be, I wonder?! My 65% Irish superstitious brain thinks like that.
