Because I CanPosted: December 15, 2010
When I was still working with my older students, their beady little eyes always zoned in on the (lab-created) diamond cluster ring that I wear on my right hand.
“Ms. Faith, are you MARRIED?” they asked incredulously (as though the idea of someone actually marrying their roller skating, rope ladder-climbing, detention-assigning teacher was absolutely absurd.)
Telling them that no, I bought the ring for myself, their eyes bugged out even further.
“Just because I can – I didn’t need a reason.”
That seems to have been my motto yesterday:
I bought myself a gorgeous bouquet of flowers (because I could).
They do wonders to boost my mood every time I walk in the front door!
I assembled the most delicious sandwich on earth and enjoyed it so much I made the same thing for dinner (because I could, but don’t tell me that if you had mozzarella, spinach, tomatoes, and pesto lying around you wouldn’t do the same!)
I kicked up the treadmill to a sub-9 minute mile (because I could; oh how sweet it was to be able to, even for only 1.5 miles!)
Tonight, I’m bidding my forever roomie a safe trip back to her home state with some pizza and meeting a few friends at our local arcade. Surely it’s normal for a group of twenty-somethings to take out the frustrations of the day on an air hockey table and a whack-a-mole machine, right?
It doesn’t matter – we’re doing it anyways…because we can!