Good Morning and Happy Sunday! Sir Higgins woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed this morning. His beard is messy, but I always say the messier the beard, the better the sleeep! Clearly he had a VERY restful night sleep!
Sunday has always been my preparation day. I prepare myself and my family for the week ahead. This week is a BIG week! Probably the biggest week of the past 6 months! Today I am going deep into the archives of my closet and I will pull out all of my business skirts and professional dresses!!!! Hello White House/Black Market wardrobe! Oh how I’ve missed you, my Antonio Melani suits!
I am going to have my toes all fancied up and painted.
My bathtub will now be transformed back into a bathtub, rather than a giant clothes hamper!
(Guilty as charged. Don’t tell my mother in law!)
Seriously though, I had to put it to some other use…every time I looked over at it, I was just taunted by it.
My son has asked and asked again what day is the BIG day. He is as excited as I am! He told me he has Tuesday off of work….I can’t help but think that this is more than just a coincidence. (That just warms my heart!) AND he wants to go with me! I am thinking about having him video the removal for you all to see, but I will just see how the morning goes and what the situation is like…and if my new local Scram lady is a good sport. I have to say, this whole staffing change sure has thrown my retirement party for a loop. I had big plans, but now that I am going in to meet someone brand new, I just don’t know how she’ll react. She doesn’t know me. She doesn’t know about my documenting this whole experience.
Listen, Lady…..I am not your run-of-the-mill criminal. This is not your typical ho-hum Scram bracelet removal. This will not just be “another day at the office”, I can assure you.
I just wish Matt, the guy who changed my battery and traded my noisy Scram out for my new quiet one, could have just stayed working there until it was time to have my release.
Now if that’s not selfish of me, I don’t know what is. But come on….PRIORITIES, PEOPLE!!!
My Scram skin is so nasty. Sometimes it itches and itches….and I scratch and scratch and SCRATCH AND SCRATCH….until I am bloody (ew). I can’t help it though. It feels amazing to scratch! Kind of like chicken pox. (Yes, I come from the generation of kids who actually got the chicken pox. We did not get a vaccination. It was a rite of passage.)
Let the healing begin!!
This week I will make my final 2 calls to Pecharelyse….After that, we won’t start our mornings off together three days a week with our brief little exchange any more. It is kind of sad. What will become of her? Does she miss hearing from me the 2 days of the week that I don’t have to call her? I wonder if she thinks of me as endearingly as I think of her, or if I am just another one of the many criminals she has to talk to every day. Maybe our morning “conversations” don’t mean as much to her as they do to me. Who knows. Maybe I’ll never know. I get sentimental over the dumbest stuff sometimes. Farewells are especially tough for me. What will become of my dear Gabriele and her sidekick John, my superheroes extraordinaire? Will the future Scrammers treat them well? I sure hope so…..wait, they BETTER! Will Batwoman and Robin miss calling to take my money? Will they still think of me from the Bat Cave? Oh dear, as Scarlett O’Hara would say….
“I can’t think about that right now. I’ll think about that tomorrow”.