Some of us have issues. Some of us have issues with lockers. Some of us had an issue with a locker today. Okay, some of us= me. I am still getting back in the swing of things after the black hole that was Spring Break spit me back out into my Tallahassee life. My brain is still sort of...reving it's engine, I guess? Weird, a car metaphor to describe my mental state, but all right I'll take it. Come on brain, I know you can do it!For one thing, the missed week was enough time for me to forget my locker combination. I realized this on Monday, but lukily had the code written down (in a top secret location!) However, today was the day when the real trouble began. I had my backpack, guitar case, and most of my book inside said locker. I had finished Advanced Guitar class and had acoustic in hand as I attempted to open this beautiful wonderful locker. No success. After this, I set my guitar down and tried many, many, many more times. I then enlisted the help of a stranger who also tried, with no success. I then carried acoustic up to the next floor to "Instrument Storage" (they assign the lockers) and their top locker expert (ok i may be exaggerating, but she said she was a pro with lockers!) followed me back down stairs. Acoustic still in hand. She tries. Three times. NO LUCK. She puzzles over what to do. We go back up stairs. Still carrying the Acoustic, you guessed it. She makes a couple of calls and says someone would meet me down at my locker (lovely, oh magnificent) locker. This person would attempt to open the locker by key.
He arrives, turns key in lock, vwa-la! Locker magically opens. Then closes it again. I whisper my combination to him. He turns the numbers appropriately, and, again, vwa-la!, locker is once again, miraculously open. What the ____? Apparentally, the problem was that I was passing the second number too many times. Geez Louise. I assume the other people who tried to help me were also making the same mistake. Strange because this has not been a problem for me so far. Oh brain, oh brain, oh brainy brain brain brain.
I was happy because I was finally able to put my guitar away. Thank you sweet Jesus. I like my guitar, but I don't like it THAT much. At this point, I was about an hour late for an appointment at the University Psychology center. I also had forgotten my phone that day. And I couldn't find the snack I had packed. And I was starving and feeling a little racy, speedy, you know? All that running up and down and whatnot. And needing to eat something.
Well, it worked out. I eventually found the place. Spent about an hour filling out forms and fifteen minutes with a grad student doing an "evaluation" of me. I haven't had any counseling since I was dx'd with Hodgkin's (that is actually when I stopped going!) and FSU offers it for a very affordable price. So I figured it can't hurt. Maybe they can help me with my anxiety and alchol affinity. Anyway, it was an interesting and challenging day, as you can see.
I came home and almost right away laid down and went to sleep. I was pretty exhausted! I'm still pretty sleepy.
I'm excited about St. Patty's day. Hee hee. I really want to find something green to wear. I think I will have to time for a quick shopping trip tomorrow. It is for a good cause!
Well one more thing. Please pray for Jeremy and Maggie and their children. Jeremy passed away today of Hodgkin's. He is at peace and the family is grateful for that. But of course they are mourning him and will miss him very much. Please comfort and help them, Lord.
