Tuesday, March 12, 2013

A little free time.

I usually run or walk on my lunch hour.  Partly because that is the only consecutive 60 minutes in a day that I have to do as I want without feeling as if I'm missing out on time with my family or animals and also partly because I don't do well with nothing to do.  For example.  Today I went for a short walk- it was raining out, I didn't bring my running clothes so I had an extra 20 minutes in which to read or think or nap.  So I started thinking.  About how bored I was.  And then I started thinking about the little rabbit that used to hang out with my chickens which made me think of my baby goats which then made me think about all the squirrels on campus.  And then I started thinking again on how bored I was.  How much I dislike working in an office. How much happier I would be if I could talk to students NOT in my office.  Then I started think about how hilarious it would be to tell my coworkers that I was talking to the squirrels at lunch.  I would go into great detail about the conversation I supposedly had with the squirrels.  But my coworkers are pretty serious.  I think they would believe me.  Or at least believe that I  believed that I had talked to the squirrel. 

I don't know which is more disturbing, that I was thinking of telling them I talked to squirrels or that they would believe me.

By the way, I didn't talk to the squirrels and tomorrow I will have something constructive to do at lunch.


wilma b said...

Hey, talking to squirrels is definitely allowed!

Mimi Foxmorton said...

Ohhhh....I am love, love, LOVIN' this blog!!!!!

Have a goatie day!
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