Accidental Exercise

Overwhelmingly, today was an exceptionally good day. My students were lovely and my lessons were good. The freshmen read Shirley Jackson's "The Lottery" and I arranged for an impromptu lottery in the classroom. No one died -- don't worry -- but the message of the story was thoroughly explained. And my sophomores had a Monday Melody that consisted of Dispatch's "Dear Congress (17)" paired with an article about the Second Amendment. It was just... a really good day.

The thing about today that I was most dreading was (surprise, surprise) mowing the grass. But listen to how it played out:

1. I got home from work.

2. I complained to the animals about how I would have to mow the grass.

3. I changed into mow-the-grass clothing.

4. I went outside to pick up poops in the backyard.

5. I realized I'd accidentally put on my running shoes instead of my mowing shoes.

6. I decided to go for a run even though I originally had no intention of exercising today.

When I finished my run, I took this picture (because I knew I needed to write a blog; it's no good when the only blogs are trivia-related... and written by Darren, whose responsibility really isn't to maintain my website):

...and then I sent this text to my Sweat It or Regret It buddies (I just came up with that name today; isn't it funny?):

...and then I took a picture of both pairs of shoes so you could see what a foolish mistake I'd made:

Anyway. The gist of today's short and sweet blog is as follows:

1. If you've never read "The Lottery" by Shirley Jackson, you really need to get on that.

2. If you've never listened to Dispatch's "Dear Congress (17)" you really should.

3. If you don't have your own Sweat It or Regret It group, you really need to consider making one.

Oh! But do you want to know what else was wonderful about today? I had impromptu wine with what was supposed to be my mom, but ended up being my dad too, and I told both of my parents literally everything about my weekend. It was very Gilmore Girls-esque; most daughters wouldn't open up to their fathers like I did, but because my dad is very cool, I did. And it was really fun!

Alright. I'm off to make some art. (There will be a blog about that tomorrow, I imagine...)