“In a completely rational society, the best of us would be teachers and the rest of us would have to settle for something else.”

I want a weapon which uses projectiles. I’m thinking a potato gun. My target is the red spawn of Satan who is constantly at the big feeder. I chase it away but it always comes back. This morning, after my second chase, I was thinking of putting barbed wire across the part of the deck rail the spawn uses for its take-off to the feeder. I’m also giving a bed of nails serious consideration or a metal cylinder. I chuckled at the picture of the spawn trying to get a paw hold on the cylinder but sliding every time. Buying a Have-a- Heart trap is another idea. I’d catch the beast and drive it so far away it would have to learn a new language. That spawn has to go!

The sun is out, but the morning is chilly. It is only 45˚ right now though it is supposed to get warmer by afternoon. I opened the front door and Fern is sleeping on the rug, sprawled in the sun streaming through the storm door. When the sun shifts, Fern too will move to the rug by the back door for the afternoon sun. Maddie is still sticking her head up under the lamp shade for the warmth from the lightbulb. The house isn’t cold, but I guess it’s not cat warm.

Today is my only lazy day, and I’m taking full advantage. Granted, I did make my bed and change the cat litter so I haven’t been a total sloth. I’m really just saving my energy as tomorrow is such a full day.

I always hated people asking me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I had so much trouble figuring out what I wanted to be at Halloween that choosing a profession for my whole adult life when I was ten was ridiculous. I had pat answers: teacher or nurse. Which answer I gave depended upon my mood and the asker. I actually hadn’t given a thought to either one. I was a kid, not a long-range planner. No kid ever was.

I did end up a teacher but hadn’t planned on being one. I was going to be a lawyer. My dad told me law was not for women so he was against it. That didn’t matter to me. I got into law school and was also offered a teaching job, but I turned both of them down for the Peace Corps. Law school was willing to defer my admission so that was my plan after Ghana, but it never happened. I became a teacher. It seemed I had been prophetic at ten.

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  1. olof1 Says:

    The sun was shining for a short while today but mostly it’s been cloudy. Much warmer tpday than yesterday when it snowed up on the mountain. No wind and that always makes the day better.

    I know I never said I wanted to be a car painter or any kind of painter 🙂 Mostly I think I wanted to become a farmer but I don’t think I actually knew what they did. I thought they mostly were out plowing or scratching their cows and pigs behind their ears 🙂

    At one time I was thinking of becoming a baker but realised they had to go up even easrlier than I’ve always done so I gave up that idea pretty quick 🙂

    Have a great day!
    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      We actually have had sun all day, but it didn’t get any warmer. I’ve been watching 1950’s black and white scifi movies on youtube. I just watched The Giant Gila Monster. It was really bad-you’d love it. I just said those answers just to have an answer. I really had no idea what I wanted to be until I was older.

      Bakers are up far too early for bread making.

      Nothing much going on here today other than movie watching. It’s a nice quiet day!

      Have a great evening!

  2. Birgit Says:

    Oh these Americans, they torture cute little squirrels 😉
    Please DO NOT SEND IT TO MY COUNTRY!
    Here is another nice idea what you can do with a captured squirrel:
    http://findus.tumblr.com/post/77796929280/died-in-a-shootout

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      I know exactly on which wall my squirrel head would be the perfect addition. Mine, however, will have more of a surprised look. It won’t see the projectile coming.

      I’m thinking of another town, never gave another country a thought. Do you need red, obnoxious spawns?

  3. flyboybob Says:

    I never had the problem of deciding what I wanted to do with my life. I wanted to fly airplanes since I was six years old. However, I was born at the wrong time, with all the other baby boomers, and the opportunity to become an airline pilot never materialized. My only opportunity was in 1980 when Texas Air CEO Frank Lorenzo hired scab pilots to fly Continental Airlines airplanes while his union pilots were out on strike. I just couldn’t do that. Taking another person’s job while they are on strike to better their lives seemed very sleazy. Frank Lorenzo eventually acquired Eastern and drove them into bankruptcy so that he could transfer the assets to Continental and fire all the Eastern Airline union employees. He is so hated in the aviation industry that he has been turned down by the government several times when he applied to the FAA for an operating certificate to start a new airline.

    It all worked out in the end because I love teaching pilots and I especially love teaching our instructors. The best part about teaching is that it is like love. I can give everything I know to my student and I still have all the knowledge.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      I admire your choosing not to fly Continental when flying had been your dream job since you were little. I didn’t know Frank Lorenzo or his escapades in stripping Eastern, and I find his tactics abhorrent.

      I found out how much I loved teaching when I was in Ghana. It wasn’t easy in the beginning, but I learned how to teach and found out how much I loved it and said goodbye to law. I never regretted my decision.

  4. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    My back went out and it started bothering my leg so I had a couple of lazy days. So lazy in fact that I did not crack open my laptop, answer email, post online, return texts or pick up my phone. One of my friends turned up at my house yesterday afternoon to make sure that I wasn’t dead because I hadn’t answered her texts and apparently I never go 24 hours without posting online somewhere. 🙂 We went out for coffee.

    I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. 🙂
    My father used to ask me that question and I would say something like fighter pilot or race car driver. He would say that I could only be a nurse or a teacher or I would have to get married. It made me wonder why he bothered to ask and I didn’t want to be any of those things anyway.
    I ended up a program analyst. Having worked in several of departments of that agency over the years, the one constant was that I always ended up running the classes to train instructors that taught the new hires and I gave the annual classes that refreshed the returning seasonals and permanent employees. Beyond that, whatever hobby I took up I generally ended up teaching it to some extent. I enjoyed teaching in those circumstances but I would not have wanted to do it as a career.

    It’s not sunny here yet but it’s warm.
    Enjoy the morning.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I missed you and hoped you were okay! I guess being out of touch has its downside. My sisters have been known to call friends to make sure I’m okay when I don’t talk to them for a couple of days.

      I gave the stock answers to stop the questioning when I was young. I had no idea what I wanted to be but I knew I wasn’t confined to teacher or nurse the way the questioners had been.

      I loved teaching which was a surprise. I hated student teaching so I didn’t ever expect I’d be a teacher first then an administrator. I loved my job and my kids. I have always felt lucky about that!

      Glad to have you back!!


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